And the beat goes... He looked Up Stared at the sky for an answer A gust of wind A brush of skin But that wasnt enough for him He wanted to look down But started looking Up again Kept wondering what Up could bring If Up could bring him Up to the surface Enough to breathe Its tough when the waters above your lips And your nose is too stuffed to sniff In the way thats Too buff to tread Arms feel heavy And legs wont kick like Augustus [???] He looked Up Stared at the bottom of the raindrops Raised his hands up under the spill And as the rain fell down from Up He felt what he thought he couldnt Looking from under the bridge Dumped his knapsack Flushed his pills Hopin shitll look Up from here He looked Up.. [Hook] Is anybody Up there listening? I could use a little help right now Is anybody Up there listening? Im on my way, on my way Up... Is anybody Up there listening? I could use a little help right now Is anybody Up there listening? Im on my way, on my way Up... She looked Up Stared at the ceiling for an answer The phone rang Ignored again She was too exhausted to speak And tired of the ol gotta stay stronger, speech Theres no Up to a woman thats down So theres no use trying to U up that frown She was given three months to breathe Which was off by a month and a couple of weeks Her family saw it as a blessing All she saw was Up Pull the plug She was never really one to whine She would just wonder why She couldnt be up while the sun was high Please put me down So I can start my climb towards Up I know Im too young to die But this is not what I call being alive... She looked up... [Hook] Is anybody Up there listening? I could use a little help right now Is anybody Up there listening? Im on my way, on my way Up... Is anybody Up there listening? I could use a little help right now Is anybody Up there listening? Im on my way, on my way Up... He looked down Buried his face in his painting His tear stains smeared the paint He feared this day would come But he was overwhelmed by the screams from up And it was unfair to run But where could he go? He was the brick wall to some For the love of my son What the fuck have I done?
anybody, listening, looked, stared, way