The Operative Lyrics - Magazine

You were never found to be backward 

Or wanting in any way 

You were hidden so cleverly in love 

What scheme did you obey! 

And I know why you go so slow 

You had such strange disappointments 

Too bare against the paint 

You knew the handle was broken 

And your strong arm was faint 

And I know why you go so slow 

Your tired empire's fallen 

Victim to your unease 

You could make yourself so useful 

If you'd get on your knees 

And I know why you go so slow