Moving Work Of Art Time is jammed and flying fast Brakes are bad the pot holes rough I’m out here running from the past What we had was not enough Heard she’s just touched down in Hollywood And her friends all say she’s looking good I saw it coming from the start She’s a moving work of art The night is thick the moon rings red The stars are out of place My mind is liquid in my head Beneath the waves I see her face Bet she pulls herself some tall coin down Turning heads out there in Tinsel Town She’s so cool it breaks your heart She’s a moving work of art Who we were and what we had Keeps me guessing to this day It’s enough to drive me mad She’s a million miles away I know she’s out there thinking on her feet Making passes thrown fall incomplete She’s as smooth as she is smart She’s a moving work of art It’s how she sets herself apart She’s a moving work of art by: José Duarte