Everywhere you turn, turn, turn
There is a condo going in, in, in
Out with the majestic grand monuments of old
Up with the vile glass monstrosities of today.
Good-bye unique beautiful vibrant communities
Hello, humdrum stale lonely world
Where does one city end and another begin?
Give me a sign and tell me where I am.
Everywhere you turn, turn, turn
There is a condo going in, in, in
Out with the majestic, grand monuments of old
Up with the vile glass monstrosities of today.
Glass and steel versus lush and green.
Mediocrity versus beauty
Obscuring views of the ocean and the trees.
Hide the mountains between the monochrome towers.
Everywhere you turn, turn, turn
There is a condo going in, in, in
Out with the majestic, grand monuments of old
Up with the vile glass monstrosities of today.
No more space?
Who cares?
Tear it all down
Until what made this city great, is gone.
Everywhere you turn, turn, turn
There is a condo going in, in, in
Out with the majestic, grand monuments of old
Up with the vile glass monstrosities of today.
Alas, oh jewel of the west
You have become a bore.
And the glory of yesteryear
Is no more.
—Robert Confiant 19 July 2018
