Alicia's Song

I've had too much wine for agreement.
I'll take time to sit on the pavement.
In this sun-baked agreement
and I just saw your paintings.
I'm not in a state to make statements.
I'm just in amazement.
Alright and stuck in the past with no photographs.
Alright, no don't turn around. No don't turn around.
Lines that bind the colors that I see.
Calling shapes of rapid topography.
It's your sensibility and who's in your diary.
Alleys all escape in graffiti. It's just there to please me.
Alicia, do you dream in stripes and cadmium lights?
Alicia, do you know Elin? You do her head in.
Alicia, do you dream in stripes and cadmium lights?
Alicia, do you know Elin? You've done her head in.