The Time of Noon Lyrics

When you're alone at night,
and the old memories you call back
to help you do the things
that will put you to sleep don't work anymore.
And even the aphordesiac of magazines doesn't help;
There's no place to go and no one to call.

Try thinking about the sun
The way it catches in the trees sometimes
The way it follows you while riding in a car
The way it plays in the hair of strangers on the beach
The way it runs behind the rudder of a boat
The way it climbs hills with you and pushes you from bed in morning.

Think about the time of noon when everybody's just a little crazy.
Remember that the cliffs are white and steep
You'll grow tired climbing them, so go slow.
The sun is years away from going down,
and we've got time to watch it every mile.

There won't be any moon tonight.
And this is the time of noon.