The No-Color Time of the Day lyrics

The moon is unwinding a clock that has run down.

We've lost, without minding, the hours past sundown.

The banquet of evening is down to the bone.

It's that moment of truth we each face all alone –

the hour when life turns a pale smoky grey,

the no-color time of the day.

As night falls behind us, the dawn is a warning

of light to remind us our joys in that morning.

When we toss away all our elegant schemes

and start mourning the loss of our favorite dreams,

with nowhere to run and with no more to say

but "hello" to the no-color time of the day.

When we toss away all our elegant schemes

and start mourning the loss of our favorite dreams,

with nowhere to run and with no more to say

but "hello" to the no-color time of the day.