[00:09.90]It's four in the morning, the last dregs of the evening
[00:16.77]I sit and rock on the front porch swing, ‘til the morning sky starts bleeding
[00:23.34]It's cool and it's quiet, bats and owls lay down beside it
[00:30.00]Mourning doves breathe a sigh, as a shadow passes by
[00:34.98]Well well well - it's so hard to tell
[00:42.66]There's a line between the light and dark
[00:45.99]Between heaven and hell
[00:48.93]Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
[00:55.89]What's out there on my left or right
[00:59.13]Or what's right in front of me
[01:11.97]There is magic in the dawning, a black and white
[01:17.04]Escher drawing
[01:17.79]Night pivots on its axis and turns into the day
[01:25.08]Devils close down shop and move along
[01:28.47]Angels wink and slide familiar palms
[01:32.01]And say, "Good night good luck 'til the day comes roundAnd out on the other side"
[01:38.25]Well well well - it's so hard to tell
[01:45.90]There's a line between the light and dark
[01:48.45]Between heaven and hell
[01:51.45]Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
[01:58.38]What's out there on my left or right
[02:01.62]Or what's right in front of me
[02:15.96]Well well well - it's so hard to tell
[02:22.89]There's a line between the light and dark
[02:26.25]Between heaven and hell
[02:29.19]Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
[02:37.23]What's out there on my left or right
[02:39.42]Or what's right in front of me
[02:52.23]It's beyond my understanding, so much depends on where you're standing
[02:58.35]Yet I hold it up into the light, to take a better look
[03:05.25]And I've been plenty wrong before, chose the tiger behind the door
[03:11.94]But it always seems to make more sense in the pale morning air
[03:18.54]Well well well - it's so hard to tell
[03:24.42]There's a line between the light and dark
[03:28.74]Between heaven and hell
[03:31.71]Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
[03:38.70]What's out there on my left or right
[03:41.25]Or what's right in front of me

It's four in the morning, the last dregs of the evening
I sit and rock on the front porch swing, ‘til the morning sky starts bleeding
It's cool and it's quiet, bats and owls lay down beside it
Mourning doves breathe a sigh, as a shadow passes by
Well well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the light and dark
Between heaven and hell
Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
What's out there on my left or right
Or what's right in front of me
There is magic in the dawning, a black and white
Escher drawing
Night pivots on its axis and turns into the day
Devils close down shop and move along
Angels wink and slide familiar palms
And say, "Good night good luck 'til the day comes roundAnd out on the other side"
Well well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the light and dark
Between heaven and hell
Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
What's out there on my left or right
Or what's right in front of me
Well well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the light and dark
Between heaven and hell
Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
What's out there on my left or right
Or what's right in front of me
It's beyond my understanding, so much depends on where you're standing
Yet I hold it up into the light, to take a better look
And I've been plenty wrong before, chose the tiger behind the door
But it always seems to make more sense in the pale morning air
Well well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the light and dark
Between heaven and hell
Well well well, well, well, wellit's not easy to see
What's out there on my left or right
Or what's right in front of me