Sinead The Designer

[Verse] Sinead in her garden, hands deep in the soil, Plantin' dreams for miles, she don't mind the toil, Chester and Dusty, her feline brigade, Follow her 'round, in every lemonade shade. [Verse 2] Sketches by the sunrise, veggies in the noon, Color palettes and cucumbers, beneath a silver moon, Clients call her magic, Natterjack and Goatsbridge, Missin' your genius, back at Slater's creative bridge. [Chorus] Wish you were here, in the studio's light, Makin' magic happen, workin' late into the night, Boards feel empty, without your steady hand, Sinead, our designer, we need your garden command. [Verse 3] Petunias in her right hand, left hand holds a mouse, Visions bloom on paper, and in her little house, Idea vines climb higher, Chester purrs at her side, Dusty’s stare is wisdom, in her garden she's our guide. [Bridge] Natterjack called this mornin', "Where's our color queen?" Goatsbridge miss those layouts, that vibrant magazine, Hustlin' in the daisy field, ideas sproutin' free, Girl, you know we miss you, at ol' Slater’s memory. [Verse 4] Greenhouse dreams meet Adobe streams, Every client a friend, every file a theme, Sinead where your heart is, that's where stories flutter, Chester chases dreams, Dusty adds the color.