Lyric An Architect s Dream

Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
That bit there, it was an accident
But he s so pleased
It s the best mistake, he could make
And it s my favourite piece
It s just great

The flick of a wrist
Twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin, with a kiss
In a tryst
It s just a smudge
But what it becomes
In his hands:
Curving and sweeping
Rising and reaching
I could feel what he was feeling
Lines like these have got to be
An architect s dream

It s always the same
Whenever he works on a pavement
It starts to rain
And all the time
The light is changing