Look Up

Look up

The storm is gone and there’s no more clouds

Look up

The hard times are gone for now

Look up

We never know what tomorrow will bring

Look up

Look up Look up Yeah

Look up Look up Yeah

 

This goes out to all the places we’ve been

To all the friends we’ve made to all the next of kin

The ones who made the blaring sounds

From the West Coast to Camden Town

 

I won’t pretend like I know your pain

I can only play you my guitar and sing

With hope that it will lift a weight

From the shoulders of the broken and the hearts that sink