Lemon See through in the sunlight She wore lemon But never in the daylight She's gonna make you cry She's gonna make you whisper and moan And when you're dry She draws her water from the stone And I feel Like I'm slowly, slowly Slowly slipping under And I feel Like I'm holding onto nothing She wore lemon To color in the cold grey night She had heaven And she held on so tight A man makes a picture A moving picture Through the light projected He can see himself up close A man captures color A man likes to stare He turns his money into light To look for her And I feel Like I'm drifting, drifting Drifting from the shore And I feel Like I'm swimming out to her Midnight is where the day begins A man builds a city With banks and cathedrals A man melts the sand so he can See the world outside A man makes a car And builds a road to run them on A man dreams of leaving You're gonna meet her there She's your destination You gotta get to her She's imagination But he always stays behind And these are the days When our work has come asunder And these are the days When we look to each other Midnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day begins