Songbook

The words present themselves to me;

In an array of fashion and the puzzling 

scatterbrained ways; I rush to make it

happen; something of notes appear to 

me- Musicological song book is what you'll be; Solid density or an ill fated destiny;

Hypothetical situation in hyper tension;

Synthetic strings and guitar; violin and harpsichord; I wonder where you are,

You could be anything, I must sculpt you into something; I must mould you;

Ooooh oooh oohhhh mmmmm mmm mmmm Let's have some fun; Let's be one! 

There is much to do in this songbook....