Look Up

I built a house and lived alone inside the woods.
I stayed there as long as I could
Before I saw it was doing me no good.
He said, "We're all living lives of quiet desperation".
I started to believe him until I looked up at the constellations.
The stars are burning bright,
So bright and bright and far apart.
Pull them together, though,
They created a work of art.
Look up, look up, look up into the sky, love.
You see that moon shining so high up above us?
It rolls around on account of a bunch of scientific stuff.
I like to think it does just because He loves us.
I left the lonely woods and I moved into the city,
Traded those stately pines for concrete praries.
I didn't have to look up at the stars burning in the night sky;
I saw them burn in the people that were passing by,
Some that are bright and bright and burning happily along,
Others that sadly burned out long ago.
Look up, look up, look up into the sky, love.
You see that moon shining so high up above us?
It rolls around on account of a bunch of scientific stuff.
I like to think it does just because He loves us.
I loved a girl once, never acted like I did
Or told her that I did, because the ones before her
They didn't act very appreciative.
Have you seen her? Do you know her?
She looks so pretty with her hair pulled back.
Tell her that I would if I could
Take all that time I stole from her back,
Put it in a little pine box I made with my own bare hands,
Filled with apologies, love, kisses, second chances.
Look up, look up, look up into the sky, love.
You see that moon shining so high up above us?
It rolls around on account of a bunch of scientific stuff.
I like to think it does just because He loves us.