BACK YARD

I dreamt of a storm of terror raining
On a man caught in the act of shaming
Exposing truths too truthful to be heard
Beware the written word round here

State-sanctioned lies, intimidation
Freedom has spies and strict limitations
They’ve criminalised
Too much information
In front of our eyes, assassination
Here in my back yard

Laws change quietly to redefine freedom
Soup up home-made fictions
If you need them
To deflect a truth too truthful to be heard
Beware the written word round here

State-sanctioned lies, intimidation
Freedom has spies and strict limitations
They’ve criminalised
Too much information
In front of our eyes, assassination
Here in my back yard