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Winter in Maine.  Some days need to be contained and put into the deep freeze of our memories.  Or at least laughed at for their absurdity...

 

All in a Day © 2007 Ellen Tipper

 

lyrics and music by Ellen Tipper

piano and vocals by Ellen Tipper
acoustic bass by Ezra Rugg
drums by Alex Owre
guitar by Paul Story

mixed and mastered by Paul Story

Your watch beeps as you sleep past your time to get up
The grinder’s dead so you glare at your deep coffee cup
It’s minus 10 degrees and the car won’t even sneeze
You jump while you pump, oh please, pretty please

It’s alright, it’s ok, ‘cause it’s all in a day

You look down at the stain that you made on your shirt
And you realize your pantlegs are covered with dirt
You left your lunch at home
You still can’t find your phone
“Everybody must get stoned”

But you say it’s alright, it’s ok, ‘cause it’s all in a day

It’s not the blizzard wind that blows you from the ledge
It’s all the little flakes that have you on the edge
Can’t this day ever end?

Welcome home, nice surprise the cat left on the floor
The beer that you bought is still at the store
The heater’s on the blink
But there’s no ice for a drink
You’re standing on the brink
But you can’t find your shrink

Oh baby, it’s alright, it’s OK, ‘cause it’s all in a day
It’s alright, it’s OK, ‘cause it’s all in a day
It’s alright, it’s OK, ‘cause it’s all in a day
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