Song Description
Chronicling a couple and their morning routine.
| Song Length |
2:14 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Tranquil, Endearing |
Subject |
Loving Marriage |
| Similar Artists |
Elliott Smith |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The morning sun becomes her, splashes off her face, she stirs and rolls against me, a kiss that finds a place.
She slips out from our warm bed into the cold and her fuzzy old pink robe, and shuffles to the kitchen while I get a few more winks in.
I get up to the tea pot's whistle, find her putting berries in a bowl. A little peck and then checks her email, I pour juice and watch the news.
But that's just the blues and I could use a shower and a shave. And she sits with me while I scrape my face and talks to me bout nothing and the human grace, and she talks to me about everything and the harmony and of misery and of human grace.