Up, Up & Away – Rare Americans

A peak inside, the do-not open box
Time ticks, sweat drips, can I pick this lock?
Escaped to where I already was
Flying high, running from myself

Skies open, wheels in motion
No going back, no I’ve chosen
The worst part is there’s no one to blame
Just me, myself, and I
This ain’t a video game

It must just be my day
I’m up, up & away
It must just be my lucky day
I’m up, up & away

Don’t know if I can survive life up this high
How many lives can a guy buy?
I don’t know why I swallowed the fly
I don’t know why I swallowed that fly
I swallowed that fly
I swallowed the fly

A peak inside a weakened man’s demise
Chest pounds, going down, look of a dead man’s eyes
Can’t erase or save face
What will they think when they hear my, voice on the tapes?

Skies open, wheels in motion
No going back, no I’ve chosen
The worst part is there’s no-one to blame
Just me, myself and I
This ain’t a video game

It must just be my day
I’m up, up & away
I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly

Skies open, wheels in motion
No going back, no I’ve chosen