Saturday Sky – AmericaBy Dusk comes quick in this mountain townTempers rise as the lights go downCome the morning all the plans we madeStars fade, stars fadePurple moon has long since diedIt finally slept after they criedLong days confusion turns into nightHope that tomorrow will make it rightI will rise to the Saturday skyIn a flat fresh blue and it’s hanging highThe faded night did slowly dieAnd I face this Saturday skyThe busted ribs of a broken shipAre still ashore but it lost its gripAcross big oceans it once did sailAll hail, all hailAs we rise to the Saturday skyWhere a dream comes trueIn the blink of an eyeThe faded night did slowly dieAnd I face this Saturday skyThe only way to get thereIs to get somewhere that’s somewhereJust think of where you wanna beWe all rise, we all riseWe all rise, we all riseI will rise to the Saturday skyIn a flat fresh blue and it’s hanging highThe faded night did slowly die… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20