Wake the night with the flame of your lamplight alight in a blind light
Vanquish the day down
Your captive alleyway
Light little blind light
Come, light day
Shot through supper break
What's real?
What's fake?
Conjuring dreams slowly, world half asleep, you keep lighting those lamps, not awake or tired
Disappear with the church bell chime
Come, light day
Shot through supper break
What's real?
What's fake?
Don't look down
Shot through supper break
What's real?
What's fake?
And should the fire die,
just look into my eyes
Gypsies, misfits, sold us across the sea
Hand sewn, slip sticks, pulling apart at the seams
Quick step, and can you keep up now?
Catch your breath, you'll find your show's sold out
Last call, the streets are still vacant
Wasn't me, you must be mistaken
Did the gypsy appear with love quips
Silhouettes begging for a quick fix
You and I, we speak the same language
Didn't matter, walk away strangers
This night
Oh, the morning will be
Sweet unusual
Lose the night and the heat
To sweet unusual
(I can't)
All the morning will be
Sweet unusual
Lose the night and the heat
To sweet unusual