Текст песни Regina Spektor - Reading Time with Pickle

Walking home from workStop at the supermarketThe condiment aisleA jar of pickles catches the eyeMade eye contact with a solitary pickleBut the jar took it homeThen made up the stairsAnd made it through the doorwayAnd waded through the floorTried to head in the general direction of the bathroomThe truest room in the whole damn houseSaying love is the answer to a question that IHave forgottenBut I know I've been askedSo the answer's got to be loveSo feeding time with TVThen sleeping time not sleepy so reading time with pickleBut where the bedside lamp had beenIs now emanating soft soft greenHas it always been this way?Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?Maybe now things will start to changeAnd life will turn a better page

No more rageSaying love is the answer to a question that IHave forgottenBut I know I've been askedSo the answer's got to be loveTomorrow back to work againBut run to the supermarketRunning hopeful through the aislesHaven't been this happy in a long timeBut not a single jar will smileAfter hoursMan pickle jars are just pickle jarsAnd pickles are just picklesIngredients: water, salt, cucumbers, garlic, and pickling spicesBut love is the answer to a question that IHave forgottenAnd I know I've been askedAnd the answer's got to be loveLove is the answer to a question that IHave forgottenAnd I know I've been askedAnd the answer's got to be love [x4]
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