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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 halfway
And before I even 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 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 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 someone me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
she see me?
No she not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is getting wet
Oh, 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
Once upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's 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 halfway
And before I even 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 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 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 someone me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
she see me?
No she not really see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm not to notice
That she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is getting wet
Oh, 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
Once upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's to catch the train
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