Breakfast

C G Am Em F C G Am Em I sit at the kitchen and stare out the window at F G C two squirrels running through the yard C G Am Em I presume them both lovers, chasing after each other F G Though chances are, they are not Am Em F G C Then the one squirrel turns its head and looks me dead in the eye Am Em As a hawk swoops down, lifts the other off the ground F G C And we both wave Juliet goodbye C G Am Em On the kitchen table, there’s a pile of junk mail F G C I pretend they’re postcards from exotic lands C G Am Em This one’s from Howie, and he sent it from Maui F G Said we should take the time to refinance Am Em Then the skim milk pours down all over cereal town, F G C for I am the god of cereal town Am Em And the clusters unclust, and the bunches combust F G C And all of god’s oat children drowned F C See it is what it is, since it was what it was G Stains on the grain made by coffee cups Am Em Kinda looks like Saturn, or a Death Star F G C With the knot in the wood and such C G Am Em Well the telephone rings, though it doesn’t really ring F G C These days it’s just a figure of speech C G Am Em It beeps and it flashes, and it sonically harasses F G C all the thoughts that I’d really like to keep Am Em But you call just to say that you hope I’m okay F G C And quite frankly, I don’t know what you mean