What would you like for Christmas --- 

a new polarity? 

You're binary, and desperate to deal 

in high figures 

that lick us with their hotter flame --- 

lick each and everyone the same. 

And March, the mad scientist, 

rings a new change 

in ever-dancing colours. 



He rings it here and he rings it... 

but no one stops to see 

the change of fate and the fate of change 

that slips into his pocket --- 

so he locks it all away from view 

and shares not what he thought you knew. 

And April is summer-bound, 

And February's blue. 

And no one stops to see the colours.