Emotional memories escape
Get them back
Showing people round
Changing the way you think
Let’s talk of our life…Loves schemes .
To the studio I go
On a Wednesday just like before
Remember slow speed / higher power
400/15 setting for success
Power on, there’s no light its out
One sheet does plenty
Broken pieces still to cut.
“Jills got some perspex& she wants it painted black
No other shade will do she wants it painted black
It’s her last piece of perspex which she painted black”
The lip liner wars
Mine or hers
Hard faced face off
Don’t give me no lip child
Sharing is no art if it’s always yours
We can’t share if it’s always mine
What ever you do don’t get a quivering lip
Get a frothy coffee
Sat in front of the Yorkshire range
Hills of coke
To warm us
A flame for us to look at
I bought you a flame
Which describes true loves fame
To warm us as we walk love’s lane.
I like to draw on what is handy
My heart like yours would melt
As tender love is felt
To keep you warm is my desire
So, here’s some fuel for the fire.
Black powder from smoke
I like to scrape the soot from the fire back
With you sat in front of our Yorkshire range.
Our challenges are digitally disguised
Go too it baby you can do it
Let digit Al be your pal
Rewriting real writing
It’s changing the way I think
Digital does not have it
Emotion that is
It’s right in itself.
From the wheel to the web
If growth is taking place then something is working right
Keeping moving but still going over the same ground
Then it wains
Millions of little factories at work
We know very little about
Got to appreciate the ability
Let your mind roam free
I am is the place be.