Porchlight Haze

Dust on the porch wood,

sun on the screen Watchin' the neighborhood drift in a dream

Ice in the glass melts down to the floor

We don't really talk about then anymore

Slow afternoon (hummmm)

Golden and blue (ooh)

Leaves on the pavement,

yellow and dry Time is a bird that we watch flutter by

Nothing to chase and there's nothing to prove Just the cassette deck

and how the tape moves

Slow

afternoon (hummmm)

Golden and blue (ooh) (hummmm)