Gone with the grace of a black winged crow
With all the tact of an exit poll
I banked the curve bout the last back road
While you washed your hands in a silver bowl
Didn't wanna know that's the way it goes
Pretty words traced in the dirt
A whisper without weight or worth
Nonsense symbols written on the wall
Read by the light of a mirror ball
The final flat line scrawl that was all
There's a hole in the world
I've seen it coming for some time
This is how it always ends
Up on the ten o' clock line
There's a hole in the world
Maybe only a space
For something that's been waiting
Until I turned my face
Until I turned my face
The leaves recount with a rasping sound
A shadow cast on the autumn ground
It's a lovely wish it's a tender sight
A promise made on shifting light
Bad news from the start but still I gave my heart
There's a hole in the world
I've seen it coming for some time
This is how it always ends
Up on the ten o' clock line
There's a hole in the world
Maybe only a space
For something that's been waiting
Until I turn my face
Until I turn my face
I always thought I would start again
But I was so much younger then
Perhaps no more of just the same
But a deeper song with a different name
The last one had its time up on the ten o' clock line
There's a hole in the world
I've seen it coming for some time
This is how it always ends
Up on the ten o' clock line
There's a hole in the world
I've seen it coming for some time
This is how it always ends
Up on the ten o' clock line
There's a hole in the world
Maybe only a space
For something that's been waiting
Until I turn my face
Until I turn my face
Until I turn my face