In The Quiet Land

In the Quiet Land no one can tell

If there's someone who's listening for secrets they can sell

The informers are paid in the blood of the land

and no one dares speak what the tyrants won't stand

In the quiet land of Burma

No one laughs and no one thinks out loud

In the quiet land of Burma

You can hear it in the silence of the crowd

In the Quiet Land no one can say when the soldiers are coming to carry them away

The Chinese want a road; the French want the oil; the Thais take the timber; and SLORC takes the spoils

In the quiet land of Burma

No one laughs and no one thinks out loud

In the quiet land of Burma

You can hear it in the silence of the crowd

In the Quiet Land

In the Quiet Land no one can hear

What is silenced by murder and covered up with fear

But despite what is forced freedom's a sound

That liars can't fake and no shouting can drown

In the quiet land of Burma

No one laughs and no one thinks out loud

In the quiet land of Burma

You can hear it in the silence of the crowd