Right before I met you Things were getting pretty green I was swinging up and down And hardly in vain I was looking up I took this air of morning With my throat in way, I'm not sighting up my bed and using vices of another thoughts Struggling to remember the most Reason things that I forgot What I was looking up Looking up Looking up Looking up When you're always on You get the feeling Of the things you have lost And I'm firing down You could hear that feeling You can hear up the sound When you hear that feeling You could open the sound Copying comic books trips And a box that I was shopping through Start to pay for memories And only partially true When you get a feeling About someone else like you You can looking up Looking up Looking up Looking up When these classic mandowns That ever stay in rain Hurry up for waiting and What else can I say But is getting clear now Things are starting to change' Moving on Moving on Moving forward Moving on When you're always on You get the feeling Of the things you have lost And I'm firing down You could hear that feeling You can hear up the sound