Language
It ain't all it's cracked up to be
If I can't make it plain
Enough for you to see

Words
Fail all too easily
Fall right off the train
Of thought from you to me

Intentions
Pavestones of purgatory
An acid rain
You sing in it gleefully

Meaning
Don't look for it from me
I'm too inane
Least that's how I see
it.