Twilight (Live at the Bottom Line, NYC, NY - August 1993)

Over by the wildwood, hot summer night.

We lay in the tall grass, til the mornin' light come shining

If I had my way I'd never get the urge to roam.

Sometimes to serve my country , Sometimes I stay at home.

Just don't put me in the frame upon the mantel

Where memories turn dusty old and grey.

Don't leave me alone in the twilight.

Twilight is the loneliest time of day .

Never gave a second thought, never crossed my mind.

What's right and what's not. I'm not the judgin' kind.

I could take the darkness and the storms from the skies.

But we all got certain trials burnin' up inside.

Don't send me no distant salutations.

Or silly souvenirs from far away.

Don't leave me alone in the twilight.

Twilight is the loneliest time a day.

Don't put me in the frame upon the mantel.

Where memories turn dusty old and grey.

Don't leave me alone in the twilight.

Twilight is the loneliest time a day.