In Every
Kitchen
Dan Silver's picture's on my refrigerator
Held there by a magnet that advertises power
In the picture Silver almost smiles on the
Snowy street where we were parting ways
Dan Silver almost
smiled when we sat with coffee
Arpeggiating on our new acoustics
His faded t-shirt stated "Neil Young Sucks" and so we'd
Bend Lightnin' Hopkins or Little Feat
There were a couple
more Dan Silver episodes
Sitting in at Luke's or in the woods near Eugene
He played his Strat with power, sublimating sadness,
He posed for one more picture, almost smiling
Chorus:
In every kitchen we remember.
Refrigerator memorials.
We reach for ice cream, they're almost smiling.
Sometimes a picture of some old dog…
My girlfriend's uncle Mike smokes a cigarette
Standing on the moon or some dry river
Cancer took him and my friend Dan Silver
A bowl of Cheerios cries out for milk…