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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Suzanne Vega
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I am sitting in the morning
At the diner on the corner
I am at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And before I argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody in
"It is to see you"
the man the counter
To the who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling me
And so I my head
There's a on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not see me
she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her is getting wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train
At the diner on the corner
I am at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And before I argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody in
"It is to see you"
the man the counter
To the who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling me
And so I my head
There's a on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not see me
she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her is getting wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train
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