The Operative

[Sample: Respect those who forgo you]

Down the steps and through the window
[?] and lighted faces
Listening through the lines and closed doors
Wires and trains connect the suspects
In the street, along the red lights
Reading back the [?] papers
Time slips by, the fingers grow
The operative
Unsuspected operative

A [?] rings out from the sleeping shadows
Rolling streets and empty motors
A hand is out to stifle noises
A [?] in the seat beside him
Murmuring winds and oily fingers
Take what's there in no suspicion
[?] speaks
The operative
Unsuspected operative

Crouching close he [?]
Passageways their halfway whispers
Voices, flashes, always recall
[?] unsavory memory
Razor sharp, the trigger's to him
Twist and squirm and cry for help
The unsuspected operative
The operative

Through the smoke, the noise, the voices
A head turns back to catch the blue light
His skin is slack, the eyes of no one
Turning in the slights around you
He stares to the outward glimmer
Unsuspected operative
The operative
Unsuspected operative
The operative