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