junglejuice
Bluelight Crew
Large number 12.
Extra green onion
White onion
Cilantro.
Iced coffee with condensed milk.
The guy shakes his head
He already knows what you want.
The place is packed.
Sit elbow to elbow
With people you've never met,
But see familiar faces.
Make a little home.
Condiments separate us.
Sit back.
Before you realize it,
The 70 year old man
That could kick my ass
Is here with it.
Huge tray of bliss
And complicated drinks.
Breath the steaming vapors.
Your headache's gone.
Even if you dont have one to begin with.
Just linger for a second.
Dig in.
Everyone loves it.
Friends
Families
Young and old.
Stories
Laughter
Only real friends get invited here.
The light might hurt your eyes
But the broth will never do you wrong
It makes what you did last night OK
Maybe you havent slept
Maybe your head hurts
But when you leave here
It will all be fine
Looking around
You get the sense that a lot of other people
Did the same sort of thing last night
See a table filled
With different versions
Of you and your friends
You might not speak the same language
But you all understand one thing:
On this kind of morning
Your best Friend is Pho
Extra green onion
White onion
Cilantro.
Iced coffee with condensed milk.
The guy shakes his head
He already knows what you want.
The place is packed.
Sit elbow to elbow
With people you've never met,
But see familiar faces.
Make a little home.
Condiments separate us.
Sit back.
Before you realize it,
The 70 year old man
That could kick my ass
Is here with it.
Huge tray of bliss
And complicated drinks.
Breath the steaming vapors.
Your headache's gone.
Even if you dont have one to begin with.
Just linger for a second.
Dig in.
Everyone loves it.
Friends
Families
Young and old.
Stories
Laughter
Only real friends get invited here.
The light might hurt your eyes
But the broth will never do you wrong
It makes what you did last night OK
Maybe you havent slept
Maybe your head hurts
But when you leave here
It will all be fine
Looking around
You get the sense that a lot of other people
Did the same sort of thing last night
See a table filled
With different versions
Of you and your friends
You might not speak the same language
But you all understand one thing:
On this kind of morning
Your best Friend is Pho

