Charles Simic - The Partial Explanation lyrics

Seems like a long time Since the waiter took my order. Grimy little luncheonette, The snow falling outside. Seems like it has grown darker Since I last heard the kitchen door Behind my back Since I last noticed Anyone pa** on the street. A gla** of ice-water Keeps me company At this table I chose myself Upon entering. And a longing, Incredible longing To eavesdrop On the conversation Of cooks.