We fried an egg.
It was a verdant burst of teamwork
I’m not accustomed to when it comes to you,
But we fried an egg,
And it wasn’t all bad.
I got the salt,
You put Mountain Goats on the stereo—
And I got the salt,
And put oil in the pan.
And maybe this is signal
To a new clearing in our lives,
And the darkness in our thoughts and words
Is something we’ll survive.
It’s impossible to tell.
It’s impossible to tell.
I broke a plate.
But I didn’t scream profanities,
I just said, “Honey, won’t you please
Come watch over this pan for me?
Don’t want to let this burn while I am sweeping.”
I broke a plate, but we threw the shards away.
And maybe this is signal
To a new clearing in our lives,
And the darkness in our thoughts and words
Is something we’ll survive.
It’s impossible to tell.
It’s impossible to tell.
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