A Morning Scene October 11, 2011
Posted by Matt in random.Tags: family, morning, Ryan Adams
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Steam rises from the black coffee like the dissipating spirit from a past time. She stands at the stove while I sit at the table. Ryan Adams sings in the background.
Last time I was here it was rainin’
It ain’t rainin’ anymore
The streets were drowned and the water’s waning
All the ruins washed ashore
I’m redoing your cream of wheat.
Not good?
Lumpy.
Oh. Ok.
Now I’m just lookin’ through the rubble
Tryin’ to find out who we were
Last time I was here it was rainin’
It ain’t rainin’ anymore
Is he still asleep?
Yeah.
You taking him to day care?
Yeah.
Ok.
So, may the wind blow
May the moonlight know your name
Guess I need to head to work.
Have a good day.
So, let the needle move the record ‘round
Till the walls cave in
And you and I are out there dancin’ in the dirty rain
Love you.
Love you too.
The door closes and I drive away.
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