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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Suzanne Vega
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I am sitting in the morning
At the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it halfway
And before I even argue
He is out the window
At somebody in
"It is always to see you"
the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is her umbrella
And I look the way
As are their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me
And so I my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is wet
Oh, rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to the train
At the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
For the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it halfway
And before I even argue
He is out the window
At somebody in
"It is always to see you"
the man behind the counter
To the woman who has come in
She is her umbrella
And I look the way
As are their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me
And so I my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not see me
Cause she her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings
Her hair is wet
Oh, rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice...
And of the midnight picnic
upon a time
the rain began...
I finish up my coffee
It's time to the train
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