Rhyme and reason Reason and rhyme We asked the old man “What is the time?” The time he said “I do not know. The clock stopped working some time ago” “What a disaster” was our reply “We don’t know if it’s 1 o’clock or half past 5” The man kept talking things were fine Looking at the sun he said The time was for reason and rhyming
Reason and rhyme Rhyme and reason We asked the old lady “What is this season?” The season she said “You can’t be sure. The weathers changed, can’t tell you any more” “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god what a thing! We don’t know if it’s summer, autumn, winter or spring” “But wait,” she said “This might be pleasing. The time has come for rhyming and rhyming and reason”
Rhyme and reason and destination We ask ourselves, what is this nation? This place they say is no mans land And terra nullius is written in the sand So what With all these spaces Can’t we be independent and combine the races Well we will see what we can do Like time and season We’ll rhyme and then we’ll reason along