Days Like These

Eggs and coffee and small town news on the street
Speaking stories out loud and the headline reads
Abandoned meat remains a mystery
Can you believe this kind of shit is making history?

Sitting in this kitchen on this snowy day
Picking up the pieces along the way
It’s days like these that make weeks like this okay.

Cacti spinning round, bonsai droops
Growing from the potted ground in little loopdee loops

All from your living room we can play
Picking up the pieces along the way
It’s days like these that make weeks like this okay
It’s days like these that make weeks like this okay

Clarinets and rocks lighting up the room that holds
Broken flutes next to the clocks making random dings
Waiting for flowers to bloom
Plug in for power strum on your guitar wire
Squiggles running on paper, sitting on tables, holding up coffee

All from your living room we can play
Picking up the pieces along the way

It’s days like these that make weeks like this okay
It’s days like these that make weeks like this okay
Yeah it’s days like these that make weeks like this okay