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

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