Cold Coffee

Closing time_spDuchamp_vintage

‘Closing time’ spDuchamp (Flickr Creative Commons)

There’s no need for whiskey-
this don’t call for no toast
I keep my spirits sober-
when I commune with ghosts

Take a mouthful, let it linger on

Cold coffee in my cup tonight

A winter storm, west county-
they were closing down the road
I pulled into town, where I found you alone
In that restaurant, at that table

We lingered on

Cold coffee in my cup tonight

A Rocky Mountain vista-
with its thirsty sky
We drank up those old foothills-
Then said goodbye

The sun’s going down now-
let it linger on

Cold coffee in my cup tonight

Words and Music by Gordon Gow, Copyright 2016
Advertisements