Tom´s Dinner - Karmah

I am thinking of your voice 
And of all the night 
I think that once upon the time 
before the rain began 

Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 

As morning people start getting busy 
Look at them, it’s just so crazy 
They want to absorb by their race 
To even recognize their mother’s face 
Business is all they really care 
Of deadlines setting or their lives 
Why my mind is being caught by 
A smaller world in a coffee? 

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 half way 
and before I even argue 

He is looking at the window 
at somebody comin’ in 

Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 

‘It is always nice to see you’ 
says the man behind the counter 
To the woman who has come in 
She is shaking her umbrella 
And I look the other way 
as they’re kissing their helos 
And I’m pretending not to see them 
And instead I pour the milk 

Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 

Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
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And then suddenly the world just freezes 
Like someone caught curtains up 
And they’re playing different comedies 
On the same stage at very the same time 
Nothing seems to be important 
While I watch love’s passing by 
Everything seems to be so distant 
From this tiny world in this coffee time 

I open up the paper, 
there’s a story of an actor 
Who had died while he was drinking 
It was no one I have heard of 
And I’m turning to the horoscope 
And looking for the funny 

I’m feeling someone watching me 
And so I raise my head 
There’s a woman on the outside 
looking inside does she see me? 
No she does not really see me ‘cos 
She sees her own reflection 
And I’m trying not to notice 
that she’s hitching up her skirt 
While she’s straightening her stockings 
Her hair is getting wet 

Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
Too too tooroo too too tooroo 
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