SONG TO BE BEAUTIFUL
There’s a statue of a man inside the square
I guess he was a great humanitarian
The pigeons, they sit upon his head
And at the base of the statue is a sign that says:
For a song to be beautiful, the artist must be free
As many songs as could not reach the ear
As many ears that could not reach the song
An eye is but an I is but an eye
And could not see itself all along
For a song to be beautiful, the artist must be free
The flags that they will plant in your backyard
The flags that they will plant inside your head
It doesn’t really matter when they’re blue
A reign of terror follows when they’re red
For a song to be beautiful, the artist must be free