The Falcons

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Looking up, up, up for love - finally.
(Hey, hey)

Down in the foundry they forge for us the changing bell.
Turn your back against the wind,
Spit down the wishing well.
With nothing left to waste but opportunity,
To be the lovers we have longed to be.

Now things are looking up, up, up for you.
Looking up, up, up for me.
Looking up, up, up for us.
Finally.

We cross the border line,
To wake the sleep of color under wind turbine.
Look at the rusting of that old machinery,
Rusting away apart to history.

Now things are looking up, up, up for you.
Looking up, up, up for me.
Looking up, up, up for us (hey).
Finally.

We cross the border line.

What brings the joy, will take the tears,
You've been holding back for too many years.
That you were down and out of luck,
Now side by side, we're looking up.
Finally.

Looking up, up, up for you.
Looking up, up, up for me.
Looking up, up, up for us.

Time to ring that changing bell.