Moving Work Of Art - Rodney Crowell

Time is jammed and flying fast

Breaks the bed and the pots hold rough

I’m out here running from the past

What we had was not enough

And she 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 and the moon rings red

And the stars are out of place

My mind is liquid in my head

Beneath the waves I see her face

Then she pulls herself some tall coin gown

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 you mad

She’s a million miles away

Bet she’s out there thinking on her feet

Making passes through complete

She’s as smooth as she is smart

She’s a moving work of art

You see how she sets herself apart

She’s a moving work of art