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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 waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And I argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is her umbrella
And I the other way
As are kissing their hellos
I'm not to see them
And instead I 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 to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
I'm someone watching me
And so I my head
There's a on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is 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
a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's to catch the train
At the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only halfway
And I argue
He is looking out the window
At somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you"
Says the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is her umbrella
And I the other way
As are kissing their hellos
I'm not to see them
And instead I 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 to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
I'm someone watching me
And so I my head
There's a on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is 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
a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's to catch the train
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