Up in the Sky

Full moon catch this Greyhound bus

Bright beneath your lights,

The baby cryin' in the back

Has kept me up all night.

To the south, peyote mountains,

To the north, the small town lights;

And somewhere deep, missiles sleep

In these old hills tonight.

Hi-Ho Silver, watch us ride a bullet to the sea,

I know a place just over the hill that waits for you and me;

Rams' horns and Indian corn seem eccentricities,

And the world will turn with unconcern

And you've no place to be.

I was talking to the buffalo,

He asked me "Have you heard --

We're gonna make a comeback

When the big chief gives the word."

I said "I'll believe you when I see you

In a snow white Thunderbird,

In a tickertape parade thrown for you and all the herd.

And the canyons sing your praises and the rivers rush out free,

Down Kitty Hawk and Menlo Park til there's no memory."

I said "I'll try and close my eyes til it's all real to me,

But I won't wait for the motorcade curbside on Wall Street."

     Up in the sky, up in the sky,

     I'll just sit and watch those clouds drifting by,

     Up in the sky, up in the sky,

     I'll just sit and watch my life go passing by.

And early in the morning,

When we rise and shine;

The snow still in your antlers,

And the dreams still in your eyes;

When the ice melts off that river,

I'll drink down to my soul;

When the winter's finally over

And the world turns into gold.

And down along the runway with that ragged company,

Waiting for the fog to lift -- that's where you'll find me.

Oh I see the rainbow in the rain and the forest in the leaves,

So whisper low, I want to know --

I'm hungry to believe.

     Up in the sky, up in the sky,

     I'll just sit and watch those clouds drifting by,

     Up in the sky, up in the sky,

     I'll just sit and watch my life go passing by.