With an austere glance and an upright heart We, the people, watch our troubled world. Conflicts abounding and they all take part As we sit and watch and rest in peace. Why should we worry And leave our tranquil home? Their troubles are their duty. We'll stand on this ground we died for, Where the rocks don't move, the flags wave on and, the flowers always grow. “Protect and defend our rights!” Cry the people, “We worked for our shade and green grass.” There's a dark, real world out there, you’ll see, visceral and rife with humanity. “We're safer in here,” We the people say, “Live and let live! We're better off alone.” And so alone we are In our corner of the world Marked by our rocks and flowers and patterned stripes and stars Spattered across our safe, clean, cemetery plot. And we are safe, We, the people, O, so safe! The dead need not fear.