Reading Time with Pickle - Regina Spektor

Lyrics by：Regina Spektor

Produced by：Joe Mendelson

Walking home from work

Stop at the supermarket

The condiment aisle

A jar of pickles catches the eye

Made eye-contact with a solitary pickle

Bought the jar took it home

Then made it up the stairs

And made it through the doorway

And waded through the floor

Tried to head in the general direction of the bathroom

The truest room in the whole damn house

Saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

So the answer has got to be love yeah

So feeding time with TV

Then sleeping time not sleepy

So reading time with pickle

But where the bedside lamp had been is now emanating soft soft green

Has it always been this way?

Is it possible that all this magic went unnoticed?

Maybe now things will start to change

And life will turn a better page

No more rage

Saying love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten

But I know I've been asked

And the answer's got to be love

Love

Tomorrow

Back to work again

But run to the supermarket

Running hopeful through the aisles

Haven't been this happy in a long time

But not a single jar will smile

After all

Man pickle jars are just pickle jars

And pickles are just pickles

Ingredients

Water salt cucumbers garlic and pickling spices

But love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer has got to be lo

Love is the answer to a question that I have forgotten

And I know I've been asked

And the answer's got to be love

And the answer's got to be love

And the answer's got to be love

And the answer's got to be love

Yeah