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Somewhere in time between night’s end
And the new days shoes I wake up in
Turn my face to yours, chase the darkness out the door
I don’t suppose we gave it host
Or meant to, now it’s in too close
The night grows short a few more spins, the days grow wide and bright again
Ch.
Calling all the charlatans, we’re looking for the lucky ones
One too many standoffs have begun
Shaking all the statues down, aint it funny how they turn around
Everybody’s blinded by the sun
I didn’t mean to cheer so loud
When being cheerful’s not allowed
The future is a tightrope wound, the slowest learners hit the ground
I burnt the scene with you asleep
The one good mattress soul to keep
The night grows short a few more spins, the days grow wide and bright again
Rpt. Chorus
The envelope was written wrong
The numbers shouldn’t take this long
The nighttime drives the sky and then
The morning sheds its starry skin
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