Текст песни Reading Time With Pickle

Walking home from work

Stop at the supermarket, the condiment aisle

A jar of pickles catches the eye

Made eye contact with a solitary pickle

Bought the jar took it home

Then made it up the stairs

Then made it through the doorway, and waded through the floor

Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom

The truest room in the whole damn house

Singing love is the answer to a question

That I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

So the answer has got to be love, yeah

So Feeding time with TV

Then sleeping time, not sleepy

So reading time with pickle

But where the bed side lamp had been

Is no illuminating soft, soft green

Has it always been this way?

Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?

Maybe now those things will start to change

And life will turn a better page

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Singing love is the answer

To a question that I have forgotten

But I know I've been asked

And the answer has got to be love, love

Tomorrow back to work again

Run to the supermarket, running hopeful through the aisles

Haven't been this happy in a long time

But not a single jar was smiling after all

But pickle jars are just pickle jars

And pickles are just pickles

Ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers, garlic and pickling spices

But love is the answer to a question

That I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer has got to be love

Love is the answer

To a question that I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer has got to be love

And the answer has got to be love

And the answer has got to be love

And the answer has got to be love