Silence in the Courtyard

I'm like a picture in a gallery
Watching as you pass me by
A multi-layered mystery
Painted face, master of disguise
Looked on by unseeing eyes
Locked inside my silent cries

Silence in the courtyard, silence in the street
I'll never say anything to anyone I meet
Secrecy my currency, ignorance my due
I may be silent
But I'm talking to you

A deck of cards unfairly stacked
Have bound me to this rocky track
With fear and need upon my back
I'll play the card, dance to the tune
Grind the stone, and push the broom
Please turn around, I'm in this room

Silence in the nail bar, silence at the pump
Silent at the laundry and your special Friday club
Say you didn't know about me, say it can't be true
You may not see me
But I'm working for you

Silence is silver, silence is gold
Silence a secret, never to be told
About people who live under lash and chains
Who don't see the cash or the ill-gotten gains
'Cause it's hard to stand up against violence and vice
When it's all supporting paradise

Silence in the courtyard, silence in the street
I'll never say anything to anyone I meet
Secrecy my currency, ignorance my due
I may be silent
But I'm talking to you



Credits
Writer(s): Pippy Trentham
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