The Falcons

Looking up, up, up for love finallyHey, heyFire, fireDown in the foundryWe forge for us the changing bellTurn your back against the windsSpit down the wishing wellWith nothing left to waste but opportunityTo be the lovers we have longed to beNow things are looking up, up, up for youLooking up, up, up for meLooking up, up, up for usFinallyWe cross the border lineTo wake the sleep of color under wind turbinesLook at the rusting of the old machineryRusted away, a part of historyNow things are looking up, up, up for youLooking up, up, up for meLooking up, up, up for usHey, finallyWe crossed the border lineUp, up, up, up, up, up, up, upUp, up, up, up, up, upWhat brings you joy will take your tearsYou've been holding back too many yearsBut you were down and out of luckNow side by side, we're looking upUp, up, up, up, up, up, up, upFinallyLooking up, up, up for youLooking up, up, up for meLooking up, up, up for usTime to ring that changing bellUp, up, up, up, up, up, up, upUp, up, up, up, up, up, up