BLESSID UNION OF SOULS - Scenes From A Coffee House
I remember Sunday afternoons at Kaldi's
I was never really down with coffee shops
A group of beatniks reading Kerouac
And the smell of grass from the parking lot
And as I recall
We got to know each other
We got to show each other
That we were fine just being friends
There's that guy who thinks he's Dylan
He plays guitar with the band
And he dedicates a song he thinks belongs to you and me
He must've seen us holding hands