When the limbs have all been shaken
′Til there's no more fruit to bear
When the tide goes belly upTo feed the sleepers at the wheel
When you′re rotten at pretending
And there's nowhere left to run
But you keep running, running, running, running, running
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
And I heard we'll meet our end
On bridges built to cross the sky
But when you say it, I believe you
And it almost sounds alright
Tell the losers, tell the winners
The same ship will bear us all
But all I want is to want nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey
Look up
Hey.
