So the minute you poked the hive
Your benevolence took a dive
Where you used to sit and pray
But you would never listen
You are running out lying low
Wouldn't that only go to show
There is something more to say
Well, take this in
This endeavour is not in vain
But the prevalent ball and chain
You allowed to take the lead
Still waves about the baton
Stop returning blow for blow
From high above and down below
You will learn to grow the seed
And calm the waves to flatten
When all your intentions go down the drain
Bearing the question what is there to gain
From putting the word out that you're unwell
Who are they to blame
When another one comes to play
You can always disobey
There is still ground to stand
So what if it's shrouded
You are never left high and dry
Pluck it up and testify
All the boats at your command
Can't be overcrowded
When all your intentions go down the drain
Bearing the question what is there to gain
From putting the word out that you're unwell
Who are they to blame
When all of the answers you could not have known
Somehow turn out to be written in stone
Not putting a single crack in your shell
Who are they to blame
When all your intentions go down the drain
Bearing the question what is there to gain
From putting the word out that you're unwell
Who are they to blame
When all of the answers you could not have known
Somehow turn out to be written in stone
Not putting a single crack in your shell
Who are they to blame