The San Sebastian Strings
The Time of Noon
When you're alone at night,and the old memories you call backto help you do the thingsthat 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 sunThe way it catches in the trees sometimesThe way it follows you while riding in a carThe way it plays in the hair of strangers on the beachThe way it runs behind the rudder of a boatThe 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 steepYou'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.
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