White Sky lyrics
An ancient business
A modern piece of glasswork Down on the corner that You walk each day in passing The elderly salesclerk Won't eye us with suspicion The whole immortal corporation's giving it's permission The little stairway A little piece of carpet A pair of mirrors that Are facing one another Out in both directions A thousand little Julias That come together In the middle of Manhattan You waited since lunch It all comes at once Around the corner The house that modern art built I ask for modern art To keep it out the closets The people who might own it The sins of pride and envy And on the second floor The Richard Serra Skate Park Waited since lunch It all comes at once Along the park walk Ask all of our questions While all the horses Race taxis in the winter Look up at the buildings Imagine who might live there Imagining you're walking On a bowl upon the sing there You waited since lunch It all comes at once
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