In the battle for belonging 

Every doorbell has its code 

With a stare it can be opened 

Now you have it now you don't 



There are buildings there are people 

Walk around and look up to 

Every swallow has its season 

Every gallow has its noon 



By the rythm of your language 

By the sparkle in your stride 

Talk in riddles or be candid 

With a shield or open wide 



The lesson you must learn 

No one could ever teach 

Open up and reach for the stars 



Above you 

Above you 



If you have a way of knowing 

Every river can be crossed 

Lose the sparrow that had landed 

For the one that never was 



There's a song for every dreamer 

As they climb over this fence 

Trading roses for the real world 

As the second week commences 



Where no one has control 

Where the young clipse the old 

Predjudice and wisdom 

All the same 



I want you 

I want you