Title: Up In The Air
Artist: Husker Du
Composer(s): Bob Mould
Lyric:
Pass away the hours
Hear the footsteps of the past
Walking up the stairs of time
Knowing that I'm trapped
The cold winds of indifference
Persuade a movement south
Thinking that it's better there
The warmer climes that we seek out
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Picking petals off a flower
Loves me, loves me not
Is love another way to count
The things you haven't got?
Well, we wish the best to all our friends
Young and old alike
When the dust has settled in the sky
Well, you can have anything you like
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting, never getting anywhere
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