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Calling All The Charlatans

from Every Pilot's Blinded By The Sun by The Riffbrokers

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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


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


from Every Pilot's Blinded By The Sun, released May 6, 2011


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The Riffbrokers Seattle, Washington

Northwest powerpop twang outfit formed 1999, Boise Idaho. Band nucleus Nick and Heather Millward moved to Seattle the following year. They've traveled the land since and released over five full length albums on their homemade label Unsmashable Records.

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