Stephen Sondheim - Stephen Sondheim's Old Friends: A Celebration (Live at the Sondheim Theatre)

Sunday (Live)

Dot, why did you write these words?
They are your words, George
The ones you muttered so often when you worked
Order
Design
Tension
Composition
Balance
Light
Dot, I cannot read this word
Harmony

Sunday, by the blue purple yellow red water
On the green purple yellow red grass
As we pass through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees
Forever
By the blue purple yellow red water
On the green orange violet mass of the grass
In our perfect park
Made of flecks of light
And dark
And parasols
People strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
On an island in the river
On an ordinary Sunday
Sunday
Sunday

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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Jonathan D. Larson
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