the old in and out in and out again for the last time cover the black with an outline ignore the cracks in your even keel you'll never know how unsure it can feel ah... we fooled 'em 'till they got wiser then the truth set in like cancer at their feet we crumbled explanations were mumbled ah... in and out again for the last time down the back stairs we will climb ignore the cracks in the new wood salt the bread and turn west for good ah... written by Steve Dawson © is this the best use of our time music co.bmi.