White Walls
It was a library, now it's a coffee shop
It was a swimming pool, now it's a coffee shop
It was a corner store, now it's a coffee shop
It was an artist center, now it's a coffee shop
It was a music venue, now it's a coffee shop
It was an old diner, now it's a coffee shop
It was a food bank, now it's a coffee shop
It was community, now it's a coffee shop
It was a family home, now it's a coffee shop
It was a studio, now it's a coffee shop
It was a city park, now it's a coffee shop
It was a day care, now it's a coffee shop
It was a bookstore, now it's a coffee shop
It was a garden, now it's a coffee shop
It was a public school, now it's a coffee shop
It was social housing, now it's a coffee shop
White walls
White walls
White walls
White walls
White walls
White walls
(I went to the swimming pool, but it cost like twenty dollars just to get in
Inside, the pool was a steaming hot, double shot, cappuccino with extra foam
As I stepped closer, I saw that the latte art spelled the word 'community'
And everyone around me was jumping in
So I closed my eyes and I held my breath, and I took a leap)
Writer/s: Kaity McWhinney, Tracey Vast, Lauren Smith
