Gran Next Door Waves Through the Fog

Lyrics

Foggy morning, I'm out on the stoop
Hair like a haystack, coffee in a cup
Can't see the mailbox, can't see the street
But there's a little orange glow and two fuzzy feet

It's Gran from next door, she's waving a spoon
She's waving it hard like she's conducting the moon

Wave, wave, wave through the fog
Wave, wave, wave, I'm not a log
Say good morning, say good morning, say it loud and proud
She can't see me but she waves at the crowd
Wave, wave, wave through the fog

She yells out the weather, she's wrong every time
Says it's gonna clear by a quarter to nine
But the fog sits down like a big grey cat
And Gran keeps on waving, and I love that

It's Gran from next door, she's waving a spoon
She's waving it hard like she's conducting the moon

Wave, wave, wave through the fog
Wave, wave, wave, I'm not a log
Say good morning, say good morning, say it loud and proud
She can't see me but she waves at the crowd
Wave, wave, wave through the fog

Maybe I can't see you but I know you're there
Hello from the stoop to the porch chair
That's all that a morning has to be
A wave in the grey for the world to see

Wave, wave, wave through the fog
Wave, wave, wave, I'm not a log
Say good morning, say good morning, say it loud and proud
She can't see me but she waves at the crowd
Wave, wave, wave through the fog

Wave through the fog
Good morning, Gran