Walk, little Dove.  Don't run.
The warden is watching
The neighbors are talking
Listen to what you are told, what you are shown, what you are fed.

Walk, little Dove.  Don't fly.
The skies are too high
The ocean too vast
Stay where I can watch you, protect you, control you.

Hush, little Dove.  Don't sing.
Others might listen
Someone might waken
From their illusion, from their dream, from my spell.