When hope is gone   We drag the pond   And try to look beyond   The dead end of summer   There's a haze hanging over the town      So hide your eyes   Ignore the flies   And try to act surprised   It's the dead end of summer   When all of the grass has gone brown      Oh, I've been x'ing out calendar days   There's a pattern to our time apart   Do I still exist   In the bottomless pit of your heart      Thrown or fell   It's hard to tell   The baby's in the well   At the dead end of summer   You better prime the divining rod      We'll drink unitl   We drink our fill   There's all this time to kill   At the dead end of summer   With the bugs singing louder than god