This gear box rhythm, slip out of first into second and each one leads on and another ism is gone,
ism's are the stock in trade for the man who never made it.

Afraid? no need to be
look around at the people you see and you'll see that they're all full of secrets and ******* with lies, it's in the eyes and the eyes cannot run.

Make a resolution and you may keep it.

I promised the piper to pay him,
Grimm wrote me a cheque and I kept it,
the rats didn't mind at all.

But that is by the by
the reasons are many and why don't I know them?
the questions are harder still,
the answers are written in onion ink and disappear the moment they're given.

Back to the gear box rhythm
slip into and out of a schism
in a second or third which I
may not have heard
I reverse to rehearse
my role.