11th Hour کے بول

I dial you at home again I'm happy that you're in I'm laughing at an afterthought It's been happening a lot With everything that's happening though When reality explodes Suddenly we're sinking And I'm singing, and I'm old Now what were we talking about now? I keep on losing count I'm laughing and I don't know why A ripple off the sky The steeple in the green of the clouds Seen the other way around Contrailing like corduroy Then spinning in the ground Well that's the way the season sounds The eleventh hour now When coal is cut across the sky In saturated dye An actual emergency now It's really going down Curled up by the fireside The county sleeps tonight