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  • walking home from work
    stop at the supermarket
    the condiment aisle
    a jar of pickles catches the eye
    made eye contact with a solitary pickle
    bought the jar, took it home

    then made it up the stairs
    and made it through the doorway
    and waded through the floor
    tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom
    the truest room in the whole damn house

    saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    and I know I've been asked
    so the answer's got to be love

    so feeding time with tv
    then sleeping time, not sleepy so
    reading time with pickle
    but where the bedside lamp had been
    is now emanating soft soft green

    has it always been this way?
    is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?
    maybe now things will start to change
    and life will turn a better page
    no more rage

    saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    but I know I've been asked
    and the answer's got to be love

    tomorrow back to work again
    but run to the supermarket
    running hopeful through the aisles
    haven't been this happy in a long time
    but not a single jar was smiling
    after all,
    pickle jars are just
    pickle jars and pickles are just pickles
    ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers,
    garlic, and pickling spices

    love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    and I know I've been asked
    and the answer's got to be love
  • walking home from work
    stop at the supermarket
    the condiment aisle
    a jar of pickles catches the eye
    made eye contact with a solitary pickle
    bought the jar, took it home

    then made it up the stairs
    and made it through the doorway
    and waded through the floor
    tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom
    the truest room in the whole damn house

    saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    and I know I've been asked
    so the answer's got to be love

    so feeding time with tv
    then sleeping time, not sleepy so
    reading time with pickle
    but where the bedside lamp had been
    is now emanating soft soft green

    has it always been this way?
    is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?
    maybe now things will start to change
    and life will turn a better page
    no more rage

    saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    but I know I've been asked
    and the answer's got to be love

    tomorrow back to work again
    but run to the supermarket
    running hopeful through the aisles
    haven't been this happy in a long time
    but not a single jar was smiling
    after all,
    pickle jars are just
    pickle jars and pickles are just pickles
    ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers,
    garlic, and pickling spices

    love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten
    and I know I've been asked
    and the answer's got to be love