Quiet Time

Quiet Time
by Jon Cobert & Tom Chapin
© 2005 Red Wagon Music & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

As the day grows dark and the golden sun sinks low,
All the songbirds fly back to their nest
Because they know, that it’s
Quiet time. Quiet time. Watch the daylight go.
Quiet time. It’s quiet time. Time to take it slow.

They found nuts and seeds and acorns to bury deep.
Now the busy squirrels race up their trees
To get some sleep. ’Cause it’s
Quiet time. Quiet time. Turn the lights down low.
Quiet time. It’s quiet time. Time to take it slow.

They have fished all day in an icy mountain stream,
Now the grizzly bears are curling up
To catch a dream. And it’s
Quiet time. Quiet time. Let the night winds blow.
Quiet time. It’s quiet time. Time to take it slow.

All the daytime animals
In the evening, just like you,
Lay their weary bodies down
And sleep the whole night through.

’Twas a long, full day, with so much to see and do.
Now you’re safely tucked in bed
And I am here with you. And it’s
Quiet time. Quiet time. All the creatures know.
Quiet time. It’s quiet time. Watch the daylight go.
Turn the lights down low.
Let the night winds blow. ’Cause it’s
Quiet time. It’s quiet time. Time to take it slow.

This song appears on Tom Chapin's Some Assembly Required CD.

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