Noon thirty and I'm eating fish sticks, Spam, and figs
I watch the white birds in the park
We make up games-- now king my bishop
I walk back home in the dark
And everyone just laughs their way to the weekend
Though no one's writing down where they have been
The door is open; the wind is blowin'
They've none got the time, so I play it back in slow
Quarter to noon, oyster crackers, caviar and spoon
Thank You for the blessings You've passed
I take a nap-- next to my tape deck
And drop my straw in the grass
And everyone just slows their way to the gold lights
Though no one's keeping track of where they go
The air is cold and the front door's closed and
They've all got the time, so I fan them and they glow
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