2: We Didn't Miss the Metro

We suppose we
got lost in the jazz of it all and
maybe our
mugs too our
front row seats and we
suppose we
didn't feel too eager to leave and we forgot about time and
how we
got in and
rain was out-
side with wind some
serious breeze that beat our cheeks we didn't want to
freeze and
coffee steamed inside so
hot so
heat de-
frosted our hands our knees toes feet heart-
beat with the speed of his bass-
fin-
gered rhy-
thm as we
began to find our-
selves lost in the
jazz of it all
and we
didn't
mind.