**The Morning After** [Intro: intimate vocal, dry piano] Cup rings on the table. Silver on my sleeve. [Verse 1] I push the window open. The trucks wake up the street. I pull last night’s shoes on. One heel has lost its beat. [Pre-Chorus] The kettle clicks. I turn the key. Nobody’s waiting. That works for me. [Chorus] The morning after. My feet find the floor. The morning after. I step through the door. My coat smells like yesterday. I’m wearing it anyway. [Verse 2] Bus brakes split the corner. A blue sign peels in strips. I buy a coffee, burn my tongue. I curse. Then take another sip. [Chorus] The morning after. My feet find the floor. The morning after. I step through the door. My coat smells like yesterday. I’m wearing it anyway. [Instrumental Break: bass and guitar, 8 bars] [Bridge: piano and close vocal] Your note stays folded. I keep it close. Down three flights. Out I go. [One beat of silence] [Final Chorus: full band, Nora’s own harmonies] The morning after. My feet find the floor. The morning after. I step through the door. My coat smells like yesterday. I’m wearing it anyway. [Outro: piano and voice] A key. A coat. The morning after.
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