Tuesday 4Pm

Tuesday at 4:00 p.m. You came in just like you always do Threw your books down on the bed Kissed my forehead asked if I want barbecue Don't get the heart again You know it makes my sinew says, "Go out" You'll get to the fire again, but for now Let's just keep it mild We won't drown in the rain We won't burn to the ground Got no cause to complain But that ain't nothing to sing about Sunday morning, 2:00 p.m. We slept in like we always do Sipped our coffee on the bed Braced ourselves for the daily dose of news There's a riot and an earthquake and a birthday In Baltimore, telling lies The storm of the century is on the way And everyone's surprised But we won't drown in the rain We won't burn to the ground Got no cause to complain But that ain't nothing to sing about We cry in the dead of night We burn when the lights are low We'll know we did alright when it's time to go We won't drown in the rain We won't burn to the ground Got no cause to complain But that ain't nothing to sing about We won't drown in the rain We won't burn to the ground Got no cause to complain And that is something to sing about