Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

It's become quite evident, it's in the air.
You don't like me, and I don't care.

it's become pretty obvious, it's in your care,
you feed me tea and tint my air

It doesn't take a scholar to figure it out.
I grate on your nerves, I have no doubt.
It's become quite evident, it's in the air.
You don't even care for my auburn hair.

auburn hair curved past in a curl
the moon caught sight and his light unfurled
his shining blue light and her auburn hair
a match made in heaven - such a beautiful pair

you used to like me
that much is clear
but lately i feel
like shedding a tear

No match made in heaven, no match made at all.
You don't like me, it's easy to call.
It's written with exhaust from a skywriter's fumes.
It's written on the walls of your underground tomb.

You don't like me. So what? Oh well.
Who gives a shit? So long. Farewell.

boo hoo me
boo hoo you
thinking the worst
colors us blue

There's nothing to cry about, can't you see?
You don't like me, so now we're free.
No tears needed, it's true, you know.
Best to move on and let it go.

It's written with exhaust from a skywriter's fumes.

great line, doreen.

I'm exhausted.

Thanks bennie!

....

mnaz.... take a nap then.

I can't. I have to go to work.

don't work too hard
enjoy your day
come back again
when you can play



oh wow... gotta go find the rainbow!... nice thunderstorm and the sun just came out at the same time! yayyyyy!

just got an image of you, doreen, running around the streets looking for a rainbow like cathy running around on the moors...

I found the rainbow,
chased it 'round the block,
set my camera up,
took a shot

pointed it at me
with the rainbow in the back

and in the sky, i saw the
jet plane fumes
writing on the sky
like in an empty room

(no explanation,
but oh so clear)
it read like a trap,

"Yes, you're right. It's true.
I don't like you, my dear.
So what? What's new?"

I read it and thought,
ohmygod, this ain't fair

but hey..... to whoever wrote that crap,
all I can say is I really didn't care.
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