heart coloured bright

thirty five has disappeared and ran away to sea

and now she's thirty six at last - then seventy's got to be

now numbers' crunched - we're out to lunch

the herd has gathered 'round

time paints her portrait  in red wine

(with bubbles built on sound)

through reservations - doubts and care

the heart is coloured bright

music pours throughout the doors

and fills a cultured night

and now she's thirty six at last and come back from the sea

thirty five shall raise a cheer and seventy's proud to be


dave wood