Wait 'Til the Morning - Frightened Rabbit

On the ugly side of midnight without a script

The mask has slipped

And make-up runs in mirrors down the stair

It’s the usual case of

The only point being proven

Is the one that was first made

Wait till the morning

The hours will turn you as you lay

Wait till the morning

When no one’s listening anyway

No greater good will come of it

Just wait…

When eyes are bloodshot tired it’s time to make

A swift escape and stop

Trying to change a shovel into a spade

It’s all the same

But the evening lacks the foresight to concede

And no one sees

The names upon the leaderboard

Cause no one’s in the lead

Wait till the morning

The hours will turn you as you sleep

Wait till the morning

Burn the fiendish effigy

Throw out the lofty arguments

There are no more ways to say these things

We are all designed to wax and wane

The light will come back on again

Just wait…