- [Chorus] Hear that hum--- on backtrack to the line feeling dumb, and i cant get out of my head! [Verse 1] At a nocturnally tinged diner, nearly alone at this very hour, the scarlet hymn from a radio, that mixes into the air, as sugar into a hot coffee, fills the room with a subtle power, in an unrushed and nearly hypnotic, swirling of the hand, tap of a metal spoon upon ceramic [Refrain] H-H-Hot! [Verse 2] the lone barista, and those two in the booth by, large wall-wide windows, are with me in this diorama, as if in a shared and unspoken trance space allowed to settle unspoken, in forbearance is constant, un-speckled and calm, sustained drawn out note that we know would be a sin to complicate [Refrain] Out of place! [Verse 3] Rumors I've heard of people here, before whenever that was, for whom these moments were all the more maculate, frames that separate the frantic from the frantic, how terrible that must be, to have your heart always tuned to a semi-tone of panic how lucky I must be, to sit here content with my coffee [Verse 4] I depart from these strange postulations as, behind the counter, the barista pours himself some tea, strands aligned with the backing wall as the music continues, with gentle strums of a guitar, to tune to which he hums, oh how sublime, Its full like a semi-sweet cake [pre-Chorus] O-o-Out of place! [Chorus] Hear that hum--- on backtrack to the line feeling dumb, and i cant get out of my head! [Verse 5] And my eyes are windows to a master painter's art, the movements of the two who sit beside each other, each subtle movement, and posture, not apart but as if constructed, manifold limb, every scale, and hair tangle appreciated, all shards of a greater composition, myself too, from another angle - [Chorus] Hear that hum--- on backtrack to the line feeling dumb, and i cant get out of my head! [bridge] [Verse 6] There's a strange tango on the way home, and down the streets, and up the alley, Those cat like things are making a sound, that corresponds to the diner, and i tap my feet despite what rumors may call a minor hiccup walk back home, slow and deliberate walk back home, slow and deliberate talk the phone, slow and deliberate deliberate
