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Common Ground
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5. My Morning Coffee
Music and Lyrics by David Ippolito
I get up and start the coffee
As soon as I roll out of bed
Feed the cat and lift the shade
And clear the cob webs from my head
Got lots to do before the evening
Gonna have a busy day
But, first I sit... and quietly sip
My morning coffee... anyway.
Don't think I'll turn the TV on
Though, when it calls, I rarely refuse
Right now I know it's all the same
And, I don't wanna hear the news
'Cause more or less, I guess I can guess
What those talking heads will say
And so I sit... and silently sip
My morning coffee... anyway
I can feel the darkness growing
With every single bomb they drop
It's a helpless feeling knowing
Another heart's about to stop
Whoever's right, whoever's wrong
There is a price we all will pay
And, still I sit... and quietly sip
My morning coffee... anyway.
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