More than merely Dogmatic confusion To me you are real
You did me real bad Got me oh...so sad With heart in hand I stand...
Precious memories marred Soul deeply scarred
With flow and sway You have sashayed your way Into my heart
What is art? Can it really be defined. What is creativity? Have you ever thought on this? Everyone has a different perception of what art is. What's yours?
"Words" is our tandem topic for today. Words have power. Watch how you use them.
The answer rang clear You're more than you think More than just a figment of My imagination
A home filled with bodies Generations three You fed us Chastised us Laughed with glee On hands and knees The floors you cleaned These thoughts are in my memory
Standing here Staring you dead-on I can do this I am ready
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say So if I'm the beholder What is it to me?