Up, up & Away

Up, up & Away is the ninth track of the Rare Americans 2 album

Lyrics
[Verse 1]

I peek inside the do-not-open box

Time ticks, sweat drips, can I pick this lock?

Escape to where I already was

Flying high, running from myself

[Chorus]

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)

[Post-Chorus]

It must just be my day

I'm up, up, and away

It must just be my lucky day

I'm up, up, and away

(Yeah, I just kinda want to do a couple of maneuvers)

(See what it can do, before I put 'er down, you know?)

[Verse 2]

Don't know if I can survive

Life on this side

How many lives can a guy buy?

I don't know why (I follow the fly)

I don't know why (I follow that fly)

(I follow that fly)

(I follow the fly)

[Verse 3]

I peek inside a weakened man's demise

Chest pounds, going down, look up, a dead man's eyes

Can't erase or save face

What will they think when they hear my voice on the tapes?

[Chorus]

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

[Post-Chorus]

It must just be my day

I'm up, up, and away

[Outro]

I follow the fly, I follow the fly

I follow the fly, I follow the fly

I follow the fly, I follow the fly

I follow the fly

Skies open, wheels in motion

No going back, no, I've chosen