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It's four in the morning, the last dregs of the
I sit and rock on the front porch swing, til the morning sky starts
It's cool and it's quiet, bats and owls lay beside it
Mourning doves breathe a sigh, as a shadow by

well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the light and
Between heaven and

Well well, well, well, well
it's not to see
What's out on my left or right
Or what's in front of me

There is magic in the dawning, a and white Escher drawing
Night pivots on its and turns into the day
Devils close down shop and move
Angels wink and slide familiar
And say, "Good night good luck the day comes round
And out on the side"

Well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line the light and dark
Between and hell

Well well, well, well, well
not easy to see
What's out there on my left or
Or right in front of me

Well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the and dark
Between heaven and

Well well well, well, well,
not easy to see
What's out on my left or right
Or what's right in of me

beyond my understanding, so much depends on where you're standing
Yet I hold it up into the light, to a better look
And been plenty wrong before, chose the tiger behind the door
But it always to make more sense in the pale morning air

Well well - it's so hard to tell
There's a line between the and dark
Between heaven and

Well well, well, well, well
not easy to see
What's out there on my left or
Or what's in front of me