Sunday
Mandy Patinkin / Bernadette Peters Lyrics
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Order, design, attension, balance, harmony
Sunday, by the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, purple, yellow, red grass
Let us pass through our perfect park
Pausing on a Sunday
On the soft, green, elliptical 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, Sunday
White, a blank page or canvas
His favorite, so many possibilities
The lyrics to Mandy Patinkin's "Sunday" are a meditation on the beauty and serenity of a perfect park on a lazy Sunday. The opening lines serve as a dedication to someone named George, with the words "Order, design, attention, balance, harmony" perhaps referencing the qualities that George embodied. The song then paints a vivid picture of a park, with its bright blue, purple, yellow, and red water and grass, which Patinkin and his companion pass through on a Sunday. The imagery is serene, with the soft grass and gentle shadows created by the vertical trees providing a sense of calm and tranquility.
The song repeats its refrain of "Sunday, Sunday, Sunday" throughout, emphasizing the day's calm and restful nature. The final lines of the song introduce the idea of a blank page or canvas, suggesting that the possibilities of life are endless and that there is still so much to be discovered and enjoyed. Overall, "Sunday" is a reflection on the simple pleasures of life and a reminder that sometimes the most peaceful moments can be found in the quiet rhythms of nature.
Line by Line Meaning
Remember, George
Let's take a moment to reflect on something important
Sunday, by the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On this serene Sunday, we find ourselves by colorful waters
On the green, purple, yellow, red grass
Around us is an array of brilliant shades of grass
Let us pass through our perfect park
We shall traverse this absolutely flawless park
Pausing on a Sunday
Taking some peaceful time to rest and recharge
By the cool, blue, triangular water
The smooth water before us is refreshing in its geometric correctness
On the soft, green, elliptical grass
The gently curved grass below us is calming to the soul
As we pass through arrangements of shadows
Moving in and out of shadows, we realize the contrast of light and dark
Towards the verticals of trees, forever
The trees ahead of us are always reaching higher, towards the sky
By the blue, purple, yellow, red water
The colors of the water remind us there is beauty in this world
On the green, orange, violet mass of the grass
The grass is an impeccable blend of orange and violet, creating a beautiful impression
In our perfect park, made of flecks of light, and dark and parasols
The park is gorgeous through its intricate balance of light and dark and is flourished with parasols
People strolling through the trees
As we view the park, we see people leisurely strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
This idyllic site is a small park, nestled in suburban surroundings
On an island in the river
This sublime retreat is an island in the middle of an active river
On an ordinary Sunday
All of this is happening on an average, typical Sunday
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
This is a simple reminder of the day of the week
White, a blank page or canvas
White, a thoroughly unblemished page, encourages so many possibilities
His favorite, so many possibilities
This is clearly a favorite of ours, so we are eager to explore the many pathways to create and express ourselves
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Written by: STEPHEN SONDHEIM
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