Kitchen Table Blues

Morning dishes in the sink

Cartoons humming from the room

Your old sweatshirt

Coffee rings

Soft rain

Sunday in June

You tap my shoulder

Kiss my neck

Say

“We’re late

” but linger too

Kids keep arguing over nothing

I just smile

That’s my cue

Got these kitchen table blues

But they’re the easy kind

Little crumbs

Little mess

Peace I never thought I’d find

Every sigh

Every scar

Found a softer place to land

When the world comes apart

We hold it together

Hand in hand (oh yeah)

Car seats

Backpacks

Missing shoes

Spilled milk on the hallway floor

You hum a tune out of tune

I still want a thousand more

Neighbors waving from the porch

Same old stories

Same old street

Still it feels like some big miracle

We all made it here to eat

Got these kitchen table blues

But they’re the sweetest sound

All the quiet in your eyes

Kids’ feet thundering around

Every storm

Every doubt

Fades like sunlight on our roof

When it’s us

All of us

Love is the only living proof (hey)

We don’t need some grand adventure

We got homework

Laundry

Truth

You lean into me at midnight

Say

“I’m glad I grew up with you”

Got these kitchen table blues

Let the daylight drift and bend

If this song ever had to end

I’d just start it up again

Every tear

Every laugh

Etched in chairs and worn-out shoes

This small

Forever crew of ours

Singing calm

Love

Family blues (oh yeah)