Above You - The Whitest Boy Alive

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