Verse 1

The refrigerator hums its one note

The window holds the same backyard it always holds

Somewhere a car slows down and doesn't stop

We are in the middle of a Tuesday

Nothing is wrong

Nothing is announced

Verse 2

The coffee went cold without us noticing

We meant to do the thing and didn't do the thing

The afternoon moved through the room like it owned it

Leaving no mark

Leaving the couch cushion slightly warm

Chorus

This is the day no one will write about

This is the hour between the hours

We were here — we were actually here

Sitting in the ordinary like it was enough

Because it was

Because it was

Bridge

Somewhere someone is folding laundry

Somewhere someone is rereading a text and not replying

We are all in separate rooms of the same house

Not lonely exactly

Not together exactly

Just present inside the afternoon's plain light

Outro

The dishwasher finishes its cycle

The house goes quiet again but differently

We don't mark it

We move on

This one, unremarked, was still a day we lived

How did it make you feel?

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