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.