Sondheim On Sondheim - Beautiful Lyrics

Changing, it keeps changing
I see towers where there were trees
Going, all the stillness
The solitude

Georgie, Sunday's disappearing
All the time
When things were beautiful

All things are beautiful, mother
All trees, all towers, beautiful
That tower, beautiful, mother
See? A perfect tree

Pretty isn't beautiful, mother
Pretty is what changes
What the eye arranges
Is what is beautiful

Fading
I'm changing
You're changing
It keeps fading

I'll draw us now before we fade
Mother, it keeps melting
Before our eyes
You watch while I revise the world

Changing as we sit here
Quick, draw it all, Georgie
Sunday's
Disappearing as we look

Look, look
You make it beautiful
Oh, Georgie, how I long for the old view