Hubert McCormack
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Looks
(words and music by Hubert McCormack)

Picture
Build or body, what does it matter.
Shape or size, should it really set the tone.
Some people believe we spoil the landscape.
Are they so blind, with a limited intake?

At a first glance it is this that they see.
contorted or imperfect features, and not me.
Be rid that perception and look once again.
What you will then see, the real me it will be.

Chorus:
Look at, and not through, and converse as you do.
An image shouldn't matter, cause we're equal - like you.


Limbs that are limp or unrestrained motion,
means not we are daft or haven't a notion.
We're equally able to consider and choose.
Exchanging opinions and airing our views.

Chorus:

Next when paths cross, there's no difference don't stare,
Intellect and emotion, such abilities we share.

Chorus: x 2