Joel Plaskett - Charade lyrics

Charade, charade name of the game
I’m tired of playing i should have stayed

Back in the house with all of my doubts
Opening doors figuring outs
Lost lost your highway to cross
Headlights find heartache
The first in the frost

Looking down the stairs
And through the floor
Into the basement for the lonely one
Chameleon

Listening for the motor
Heard you swimming in the water
And I knew that song meant you were gone

Creak creak dark running deep
I’m hearing voices nobody speak

20 below too cold to snow
Too low to cry too latе to go

Home home wherе I hang my heart
Out on the line just to make art

Looking out the door
Beyond the frame across the field
And through the moving car your reservoir

Listening for the motor
Skipping stones across the water
When the night turned on and you were gone