Letra de 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 And made it through the doorway, waded through the floor Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom door The truest room in the whole damn houseSaying love is the answer To a question that I have forgotten And I know I've been asked So the answer's got to be love, yeahSo feeding time with TV Then sleeping time, not sleepy, so reading time with pickle But where the bedside lamp had been Is now emanating soft, soft green Has it always been this way? Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed? And maybe now things will start to change And life will turn a better page No more rageSaying love is the answer To a question that I have forgotten But I know I've been asked And the answer's got to be loveLa-da-la, la-la-la, la-laTomorrow, back to work again But 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 Man, pickle jars are just pickle jars, and pickles are just pickles Ingredients, water, salt, cucumbers, garlic, and pickling spicesBut love is the answer To a question that I have forgotten And I know I've been asked And the answer's got to be loveLove is the answer To a question that I have forgotten And I know I've been asked And the answer's got to be loveAnd the answer's got to be love And the answer's got to be love And the answer's got to be love Yeah