you make me smile like maple syrup does kindergardeners on a saturday morning
and i don't mind if my fingers get sticky
lets mold cake batter into whatever shape the clouds make
and lets watch them both change in the wind and under our forks
we've been drinking too much coffee
and letting worries get the best of us
relax a little and lets drink orange juice like children
and fill our bodies with nutrients not caffeine
you know, energy is energy
and i'm pretty sure you're the best thing for me
lets make music with empty pots and wooden spoons
and at the same time, we'll let the toast burn
because music is music and bread has always been
but i never liked the taste of chance until you came along singing,
"look at the crumbs that crumble in the the folds of my clothes and how they fall so gracefully"
let's fall together grace or no graces we could be a bowl of cereal turned over
and you know i never minded
just how much mess there was to mop up later on
this is breakfast
this is the first day
and i only care that i am sitting next to you.