Calling All The Charlatans

Somewhere in time between nights 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 light grows short a few more spins
The days grow wide and bright again

Calling all the charlatans,
we’re falling for the cunning ones
One too many standoffs have begun
Shaking all the statues down, aint it funny how that came around?
Every pilot blinded by the sun.

I didn’t mean to cheer so loud
Where being cheerful’s not allowed
Future is a tightrope wound
The slowest learner hits the ground
I burned the scene with you asleep
The one good mattress soul to keep
Light grows bright a few more spins
Days implode and night begins

Calling all the charlatans,
we’re falling for the cunning ones
One too many standoffs have begun
Shaking all the statues down, aint it funny how that came around?
Every pilot blinded by the sun.

The envelope was written wrong
The numbers shouldn’t take this long
The night time drives the sky and then
The morning sheds its starry skin

Calling all the charlatans,
we’re falling for the cunning ones
One too many standoffs have begun
Shaking all the statues down, aint it funny how that came around?
Every pilot blinded by the sun.