104 Degrees

I saw her in a dream
 Exiting the bookstore lobby
 Sitting on a bench on Baltimore and reading Murakami
 Slipping salt beneath the sun
 Her hands now tying up her hair
 One pair of deeply tinted shades reflects my unbelieving stare
 And at once
 I am taken
 She asked me what I wanted
 As if one ever really knew
 And I said, "Dull domestication, free from pressure to pursue
 Another love, another touch, another tired conversation"
 And then she shut her novel sharply
 And proposed a new location
 And at once
 I applied
 Details for a new protest
 Adorn white printer paper pliers
 She says, "I feel so old admitting counter-culture makes me tired"
 She leads me into the café
 Her intention is exact
 It is 104 degrees
 She takes her coffee hot and black
 And at once
 I am entranced
 She suggests we settle down
 Meaning, settle down for good
 She knows the perfect place on Martha Street
 In her old neighborhood
 And then a taxi sounds a horn
 And it is full of all our things
 And it is parked outside the café
 And the driver sounds incredibly
 ♪
 Impatient
 When we merge onto the freeway
 She rolls her window down completely
 The driver dials into a station
 And then she smiles at me discreetly
 She says, "I love this song"
 Then turns away and tracks the clouds
 The driver curses with conviction
 While "Heavy Metal Drummer" plays us out
 
 I saw her in a dream
 Exiting the bookstore lobby
 Sitting on a bench on Baltimore and reading Murakami
 Slipping salt beneath the sun
 Her hands now tying up her hair
 One pair of deeply tinted shades reflects my unbelieving stare
 And at once
 I am taken
 She asked me what I wanted
 As if one ever really knew
 And I said, "Dull domestication, free from pressure to pursue
 Another love, another touch, another tired conversation"
 And then she shut her novel sharply
 And proposed a new location
 And at once
 I applied
 Details for a new protest
 Adorn white printer paper pliers
 She says, "I feel so old admitting counter-culture makes me tired"
 She leads me into the café
 Her intention is exact
 It is 104 degrees
 She takes her coffee hot and black
 And at once
 I am entranced
 She suggests we settle down
 Meaning, settle down for good
 She knows the perfect place on Martha Street
 In her old neighborhood
 And then a taxi sounds a horn
 And it is full of all our things
 And it is parked outside the café
 And the driver sounds incredibly
 ♪
 Impatient
 When we merge onto the freeway
 She rolls her window down completely
 The driver dials into a station
 And then she smiles at me discreetly
 She says, "I love this song"
 Then turns away and tracks the clouds
 The driver curses with conviction
 While "Heavy Metal Drummer" plays us out