It ripples
And it's gone
It's a coda
From some forgotten song
But it's midday somewhere
Time and time again
A story faded out of tune
Written on a postcard that was dated and unused
Those three words I never read from you
It's the night bird
That sings you along
It heralds the moon
And ushers in the dawn
But it's midday somewhere
A stroke of brush
An artist's touch
That turned the day to blue
Colors on a canvas
Time has faded out of hue
Oil that once fostered something new
Cause time and time again
Our story's faded out of tune
Written on a postcard that was dated and unused
Those three words I never read from you
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Partially inspired by Sydney Long's Midday (1896).
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