Down in the foundry We forge for us the changing bell Turn your back against the winds 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 turbines Look at the rusting of the old machinery Rusted away, a part of 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 crossed the border line
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up, up, up
What brings you joy will take your tears You've been holding back too many years But you were down and out of luck Now side by side, we're looking up Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, 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
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up, up, up, up