Lyrics

She sits up late in the studio
She paints a pretty picture
She's real yet abstraction
A fragmentation

She's a figment of the imagination
She's a balance of tension and harmony
Of clarity and ambiguity
She's simple, yet complex

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She's rhythm and she's graceful
She's molded of simple curves
Contours of light
She's fluid movement

She's a concept with no boundaries
She sculpts an intimate form
She's subtle, yet she's powerful
Naive and innocent
She's an image of eloquence

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A woman is the unity of the artist and the mind
She appears like a rainbow
Her colors sublime
And she is order and proportion
She is symmetry in composition
She's dramatic and refined
She changes with the times
She's the perfect design

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