My Fair Lady

More time, I produce tears before bedtime,
my fair lady, extremely classy, but she should be a Class A

Gentle woman, why she talking about draws,
He asked me if I had Charles, I said 'who's that?'

It's in the street, the food, the music,
its vibrant and flamboyant - colour

As if discovered by serendipity,
casual collectable items lay in the mist of all the commotion

The sun once again, revives and energises it,
sustained by the spirits from the days before the alarm clocks 

Its emissions far from paramount to the human eye,
it deserves to be preserved for future generations.