Noon. We are closest at Noon, when
the sun is cruel and when I teach you
how to tell when a girl wants a kiss. I've
built a wall between us; now be a dear
and lean against it. As the sun hammers
onto our heads, I reflect upon how difficult
the word Noon must be to pronounce in
your precious French mouth. You feel self-
conscious about your accent well guess what
so do I and I've been encumbering this
freedom-infested continent since 2001. You
try to dig out a groove in the wall - but you
see, when I built it I made sure it was so
sturdy we'd die against it. This is Noon.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
Noon. We are closest at Noon, when
the sun is cruel and when I teach you
how to tell when a girl wants a kiss. I've
built a wall between us; now be a dear
and lean against it. As the sun hammers
onto our heads, I reflect upon how difficult
the word Noon must be to pronounce in
your precious French mouth. You feel self-
conscious about your accent well guess what
so do I and I've been encumbering this
freedom-infested continent since 2001. You
try to dig out a groove in the wall - but you
see, when I built it I made sure it was so
sturdy we'd die against it. This is Noon.
