Sunday Afternoon - Tête-à-Tate Tuesdays

Embarking on a new project, I am going to choose an artwork each week to inspire the composition of an original song.
This week's artwork is 'A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte' (1884-1886) created by post-impressionist, Georges Seurat. The painting currently resides in The Art Institute of Chicago, and is used here under creative commons. I was fortunate enough to see this masterpiece on my travels and the experience has stayed with me ever since.
As always, feel free to leave a comment, and I hope you enjoy listening to 'Sunday Afternoon'!
Lyrics
It was Sunday afternoon and we were sitting by the lake.
I was watching all the people and their families at play.
Your face was in the novel that you bought just yesterday.
And apart from that it seemed you were a million miles away.
If I could write a book for you to talk about our lives,
You'd read about me on one knee asking you to be my wife.
I began to pop the question as the skies began to break,
It was Sunday afternoon and we were sifting by the lake.
Sunday afternoon, the clouds begin to weep.
Raindrops syncopating as they're falling at my feet.
A circus clown, I'm drowning, my heart begins to break.
It's Sunday afternoon and we are running from the lake.
It was Sunday afternoon, we took shelter from the storm.
The pages of your book were soaking and some of them were torn.
You shivered as the wind grew and I tried to keep you warm.
A question long forgotten as I held onto your form.
Drips of water ran along the contours of your nose,
And sped along your cheekbones as they ran towards your clothes.
You opened up your eyes, your lashes all danced in a row.
It was Sunday afternoon you said one word and it was…
Yes!
Now kiss me…
It was the feel of pillows, soft like marshmallows.
It was the taste of strawberries, as delicate as water lilies.
Sunday afternoon, a couple starts to smile.
Raindrop syncopating as we dance a golden mile.
Two circus clowns, we pose in gowns atop our wedding cake.
It was Sunday afternoon, and we were in love by the lake.