Pure imagination

Pure imagination

On platform five, or platform six

A train pulls in and slows

It’s no surprise to me or you

We’re both in jeans for clothes

We’ll take a walk along the street

At first our words may stall

I hope you’ll see beyond the fact

That I’m not strong or tall

But now it’s time for treats for us

We’ll go have some high tea

And see inside each other’s minds

They’ll speak to you and me

And when light fades and Big Ben beams

We’ll find a nice calm place

To sit with dear Miss Gale and dog

I’ll see smiles on your face

I don’t know if this shall come true

These are just some vague plans

To spend time with you I’d like much

Who knows we might hold hands

Lights, camera, action

Lights, camera, action

I’ve charged up all the batteries

And packed a nice cold drink

I’ve checked the sites I think will help

To see some scenes I think

I’ve figured out the best lens

And picked a nice good spot

I’m ready now to take some pics

Let’s hope I get that shot

The lights shine bright across the scene

As generators purr

I hope the light holds out enough

I don’t want pics that blur

A laughter fills a sky that dims

As strangers strike up smiles

The cables for the lights go on

They stretch for miles and miles

A joy to see them shoot these scenes

These times I have grown fond

I wonder which film this could be

My friends it’s Bond, James Bond