Up Letra

I'm a mess, you're a tile



Because the way things travel

The waves will alter them in flight

Is that the way things used to?

Still unresolved, but underneath there lies with you



Soft as leaves in the night

They can please their own children

They control their own lives

I can be so resourceful



They've been playing that song again

They're shaving it close again

I'm a spark, you're a wire



'Cause of the weight, the label's useful

So incorrect, but maybe there's

Still something breathing

Hopeless

Breathing



Severed by hollow flight

There can be many options

They can be somewhat right

Possibly some arrangement



I'll just wait and you'll be fine

All this way, and still December