Sunday in the Park With George movie - Sunday (Reprise) lyrics

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[[George]]<br>

Dot, why did you write these words?<br>

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[[Dot]]<br>

They are your words George. The ones you muttered so often when you worked.<br>

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[[George]]<br>

"Order"<br>

"Design"<br>

"Tension"<br>

"Composition"<br>

"Balance"<br>

"Light"<br>

Dot, I cannot read this word<br>

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[[Dot]]<br>

Harmony<br>

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[[George]]<br>

So much love in his words... forever with his colors... <br>

how George looks... he can look forever... what does he see? ...his<br>

eyes so dark and shiny... so careful... so exact...<br>

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[[All]]<br>

Sunday<br>

By the blue<br>

Purple yellow red water<br>

On the green<br>

Purple yellow red grass,<br>

As we pass<br>

Through arrangements of shadows<br>

Towards the verticals of tree<br>

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Forever<br>

By the blue<br>

Purple yellow red water<br>

On the green<br>

Orange violet mass<br>

Of the grass<br>

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[[Dot]]<br>

In our perfect park<br>

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[[George]]<br>

Made of flecks of light<br>

And dark<br>

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[[All]]<br>

And Parasols...<br>

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People strolling through the trees<br>

Of a small suburban park<br>

On an island in the river<br>

On an ordinary Sunday...<br>

Sunday...<br>

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[[George]]<br>

White. A blank page of canvas. His favorite. So many possibilities...<br>

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