Fridge Light Plans

(hummmmm) Stacking plastic bottles by the heavy door

Plans I know I'll cancel when the morning falls

Staring at the light inside the open fridge

Phone on silent resting on the counter ledge

Selling water in the heat of heavy lane

Making up a future out of summer rain Windows rolled down we

can chase the night

Selling cold water in the midday light But by tomorrow it's a

different plan

Just a cool breeze from a ceiling fan

(yeah, yeah)

Car doors locking as the traffic starts to move

Dollar bills folded in a dusty groove

They don't see the blueprint that I drew in dust

Every single promise is a temporary trust Humming in the kitchen while

the city sleeps

Secrets that a silent cellular telephone keeps (ahhhh)

Windows rolled down we can chase the night

Selling cold water in the midday light But by tomorrow it's a

different plan

Just a cool breeze from a ceiling fan (ooh-wah)

Cancel

by the morning

(cancel it all) Phone on silent