Sharp is my tongue. Sometimes it's wrong! Biting and strong, it doesn't belong to a text in a song. It can also be right. Its audacious insight could profoundly ignite feeling gentle, or bright in the day or at night. On occasion it's met with injustice or dread. Then, its angry and red and could knock you out - dead, or revive you instead. It is sure as a rule, it's a powerful tool - could be cool, or cruel, if given some fuel by a sage or a fool!