Looking High

Looking high, looking low

For where all our friends used to go

Running through that open door

For you don't go in there no more

You can stay, you can go

To all the haunts we used to know

The late nights bathed in neon glow

Nostalgia of the after show

Look me up, look me down

You know I won't be hanging around

'Cause I've already skipped the town

I've packed my bags, I've found new ground

I hope that I see a life returning

The leaves on the trees and the wind blowing

I hope that I'll be there when lifе's returning

The new kids coming in

Find anothеr way, any other way

Find another way

Pull me up, pull me down

Searching hands all grasp the crown

Sink or swim but we won't drown

Treading water till you're found

Come for me, come for you

At least we can say we were true

Just holding out for something new

The good life that we hoped we're due

(I hope I'll see the streets return)

Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)

Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)

Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)

Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)

Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)

Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)

Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)

Looking high, looking low

For where all our friends used to go

Running out that open door

You won't see them dance no more

Look me up, look me down

You know i won't be hanging around

'Cause I've already skipped the town

I've packed my bags, I've found new ground

Looking high, looking low

For where all our friends used to go

Running out that open door

For you won't see them dance no more

Looking high, looking low

For where all our friends used to go

Running out that open door

For you won't see them dance no more