Night Owls Lyrics - Whitehorse - Whitehorse

Morning dreads fellow light 

A lifted dawn, hungover night 

Porch dwellin' dreamers who can't remember why they came 

To sleepwalk 

And sweet talk 

To pluck your pretty petals until he loves you not 

He loves me not 

So feast your eyes, then they disappear 

The young at heart, the insincere 

The well-meaning, troublemakin' troubadours 

And you toss, and you turn 

You live, and you learn 

Just when you thought you had it in your grasp, it flew away 

It flew away 

Like fireflies, fickle light, burnin' holes into the night 

All the night owls want to know, oh, where did the love go? 

Oh, where did the love go?