Midnight Noon — Lyrics

 
 
 
 

East LA

In a grocery store in upstate New York
Hiding from the sunlight
Or was it a small cafe
In East LA hiding from the moon

Woo hoo a hoo

Your words were written all over your face
I just pretended I’d nothing to say

I should’ve held my tongue
When we was young
But I was in love them
I should have shut my mouth
But the words came right out
We was in love

Your words were written all over your face
I just pretended I’d nothing to say

But when the cars rolled by
Off on 45
We was in love then

I got tied up in your silver tongue

 

Midnight Noon

I’d never felt a rush quite like the one I got that night
In a burned out ranger down in New Orleans
There was a life out there I’m sure but I just kept my eyes
Between the edge of 55 and 17
And I still can’t erase anything I’ve seen

It was heavy like a summer breeze under an autumn moon
You say you like to take it easy you know I do too
A car is pulling up outside and it sounds like you
It’s midnight or it’s noon
In mid-late June

It came in like I summer breeze under an autumn moon
Listening to “Take it Easy” in the afternoon
A car is pulling’ up outside and it must be you
It’s midnight or it’s noon
In mid - late June

 

Honey Moon

Daddy’s money mama’s bright blue eyes
Couldn’t hold on if I tried
Endless pockets endless nights
The fruit was always worth the fight

And darlin’ don’t mind me I’m
Turnin’ my heart into wine
And darlin’ don’t mind me I’m
A fool

And the nights started getting long
When I’d turn around you were always gone
And I’d swear I was through

But when we’d dance you’d always close your eyes
Meltin’ me from the inside
I swear the morning’ never seemed so blue
As the one’s we’d stay up through

And darlin’ don’t mind me I’m
Turnin’ my heart into wine
And darlin’ don’t mind me I’m
A fool

For you

 

Cherry Wine

Cherry Wine
Of the mornin’ my oh my
Just want to stay
By your side of the night

And years ago
You loved me now you don’t
You wanna leave
Wanna hate me
But you won’t

Cherry Wine
All over my hand
If you’re wondering why
I turned and I ran
It’s cause I hurt you
More than I could stand

 

June

Every damn time
You’d take all you could hold
Cause when you’d bat your eyes
They’d forgive what you owed
They wouldn’t turn their heads till you turned the corner

My June

And we were high as I recall
Warm rain on trailer awnings
Headlights burned bright through the blinds
Of your room

My June

Master

When I was a child
I had a road map as my guide
Turns out it was dated
Not I’m in the middle of nowhere

Take me to your master
I wanna get dressed up all in white
I wanna be pure
Wanna be holy again
I wanna be famous
Wanna be a rock and roll dream
I wanna be famous
Wanna rule New York City

My time’s all I’ll ever need
It’s all you could take from me
That would matter in the least
It’s all I’ve got
In a way

When I was a child

 

Hollow Ground

Take me down where the rivers flow
Or to the deserts down in Mexico
But I’ll remain where I have found
Under a yellow moon on hollow ground

Meanwhile fallen leaves look like people I’ve known
And mother’s bend like willow’s over a southern child

And bathing in a pot of gold makes you feel at home
But bathing in a pot of gold makes me feel lost

Meanwhile fallen leaves look like people I’ve known
And mother’s bend like willow’s over a southern child

 

Elvis

Posted up in your truck listening to Elvis
What about me again your so selfish
Take a dive let’s get high let’s go swimmin’
Never cared nothing for these city women

And the way I see it
It’s like you were there
And the way I see it
It’s like you were there
again

 

Motel

Modern love is like a motel pool
It never drains
But it never stays full
It can be so empty
It can be so blue
Over ’bout half the time

But was it the afternoon?
Was it the heat wave?
We were two lonely boys
Livin’ in a golden age

And fifteen years from now guess where you’ll find me?
I’ll be around
And fifteen years from then guess where you’ll find me?
I’ll be around

And was the afternoon?
Was it the high tide?
We were two golden birds heading towards the afterlife
And was it the afternoon?
Was it the heat wave?
We were two lonely boys livin’ in a golden age

 

Black Dress

As if I could have combed me hair
As if that would’ve changed your mind
It’s like the sun was softer then
It’s like the days held much more time

And if I had one image burned inside my tomb
It would be of some stranger photographing you
In that Black Dress