Just looking up, amazed.

Well, it’s the way it goes like the hungry crows 
Combing the endless highway graves 
And like the drifter throws up his thumb and goes 
Hoping to find the high he craves 

And like the ocean shows us what she knows just 
Down below the waves 
When you’re both the captain calling out and the crewmen crawling out 
Just looking up, amazed 

Isn’t it always the things you try for can float just out of reach 
Just a mirage that fades out moments before breaking through the breach 

Well I guess you pick your poison, and mix the oils and 
Water like it will 
Cause it’s a drink of joys and pains and toils 
Only the lucky ones can spill 

And if you feel like running from the fate that’s coming for you 
Well you might just get in line 
When you’re both the engine turning and the sparkplugs burning out 
With just one more hill to climb 

Isn’t it always the things you try for can float just out of reach 
Just a mirage that fades out moments before breaking through the breach 
And wasn’t it fall then winter, spring then summer twenty times at least? 
And doesn’t it all feel like the perfect sunrise, but your back’s turned to the east? 

So raise your glass with me 
These days are passing us by 
No use in asking why 
Cause we’re all fastened to the mast, and 
Last I looked, we’re just casting hooks in the wind 
Like something is bound to bite 
Like the moth is bound to the lanterns light