The Operative

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