Verse
Steam is rising off the rim
Window's fogged where light gets thin
Sugar spoon still standing tall
Nobody's rushing me at all
The corner booth, the same worn seat
Newspaper folds to yesterday's news
I let the pages stay unread
Let the quiet have the lead
Pre-Chorus
Maybe I don't need to know
Where the afternoon will go
Maybe easy is the way
To spend a Sunday gray
Chorus
Coffee goes cold slowly
Like it's got no place to be
I'm learning how to hold things
Loosely
The clock hands barely moving
Nothing here is asking me to leave
Coffee goes cold slowly
And so do we
Verse
Waitress hums a tune she knows
Chair legs scrape, the register glows
Somebody's laughing by the door
I'm not counting minutes anymore
The cream swirls slow then disappears
Like all my plans for all these years
I used to chase the next bright thing
Now I just let the silence sing
Pre-Chorus
Maybe I don't need to know
Where the afternoon will go
Maybe easy is the way
To spend a Sunday gray
Chorus
Coffee goes cold slowly
Like it's got no place to be
I'm learning how to hold things
Loosely
The clock hands barely moving
Nothing here is asking me to leave
Coffee goes cold slowly
And so do we
Bridge
There's a version of me running still
Chasing trains down every hill
But he's not sitting in this light
He's not tasting this goodbye
I'll wave to him from where I am
Let him go the way he can
Chorus
Coffee goes cold slowly
Like it's got no place to be
I'm learning how to hold things
Loosely
The clock hands barely moving
Nothing here is asking me to leave
Coffee goes cold slowly
And so do we
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