When gravity's dragging you down
Look up

So you see yourself stalking the city
Staring straight down at your feet
You notice the scuff on your shoeshine
You avoid all the holes in the street
And you pity the drunk in the doorway
While you wave the panhandler away
And you take it as a sign of insincerity
When someone says "Have a nice day"

But when gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
Look up

Look up where the sun hits the skyline
Where the thunderheads warn of a squall
You don't need to believe in a miracle
It's a miracle to be here at all

Where the bus driver grins through his mustache
And an old woman's lost in her book
And a man is possessed of a paisley vest
That insists upon a second look
And a little girl in a baseball uniform
Is leading her father who's blind
And a man who is muttering under his breath
Is having a very hard time

And when gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
Look up

I have looked in the eyes of the damned and despised
Seen souls no different from mine
And what I perceive in this world I believe
Is no more than I'm looking to find

So when gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
When gravity's dragging you down
Look up

Writer : FRED SMALL
Copyright : Lyrics © FREDERICK E. SMALL D/B/A PINE BARRENS MUSIC