The two of you, in a song.

Verse 1

We painted our first kitchen blue

The wrong blue, on Hollis Street

You said we'd fix it in the spring

We never did. It stayed. So did we.

Chorus

Rosa, twenty-five years

And the coffee still goes cold

We get too busy talking

Like we've got nowhere to go

Verse 2

Two kids taller than me now

One dog who chewed the stairs

One winter that we don't discuss

You never left that chair

Chorus

Rosa, twenty-five years

And the coffee still goes cold

We get too busy talking

Like we've got nowhere to go

Bridge

I don't have big words for this

Never had a way with them

So I'll just say it plainly

I'd marry you again

Chorus

Rosa, twenty-five years

And the coffee still goes cold

We get too busy talking

Like we've got nowhere to go

Verse 1

You burn the first one every time

And call it "the test pancake"

Sunday morning, radio on

Dancing in your socks, half awake

Chorus

Marcus, one year down

And I'm still not used to you

The way you hum when you're thinking

The way my name sounds new

Verse 2

We fought about the thermostat

We fought about the cat

Then you came home with sunflowers

And that was the end of that

Chorus

Marcus, one year down

And I'm still not used to you

The way you hum when you're thinking

The way my name sounds new

Bridge

People said the first year's hard

I guess we didn't hear

I'd sign up for a hundred more

Of this exact first year

Chorus

Marcus, one year down

And I'm still not used to you

The way you hum when you're thinking

The way my name sounds new