Unplug the phone or let it ring
Smash it to bits or some such thing
Chinese takeout from down the street
Well, I bet that suits you fine
Hey - meet me here; it’s evening time

Forget about the roar
Just out of sight
Let me go check the door
You kill the lights

The day is done, the music’s on
Sprinklers twitch across the lawn
Liquid sunset splashes the walls
And I think that suits me fine
Take off your shoes - it’s evening time

Could we have wanted more?
This seems just right
Let me go check the door
You kill the lights

You can’t tell me this doesn’t beat last year
Crickets calling, quit your stalling
Night’s falling, my dear

They’re what we’ve waited for
These quiet nights
Let me go check the door
You kill the lights


From:  Cracks on the Eggshell, Spots on the Sun
Released:  February, 2002
"EVENING TIME"