Up before the alarm, the teapot goes off
still suffering now, from this nasty dry cough
I'm all out of coffee and the cable's now broke
Mom's comin' home so I can't get a toke
Throw off the tank top, switch for long sleeves
It's gotten much colder; dead are the leaves
Pour me some tea, stir sugar in
Sit for a moment, my head's in a spin
Wrapped in a blanket, mug in my grip
step outside, "this is too hot to sip"
On the back porch, in the morning light
The world's going wrong but I'm feelin' alright.