fred small
gravity
When gravity's dragging you down Look up  So you see yourself stalking the city Staring straight down at your feet You notice the scuff on your shoeshine You avoid all the holes in the street And you pity the drunk in the doorway While you wave the panhandler away And you take it as a sign of insincerity When someone says "Have a nice day"  But when gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down Look up  Look up where the sun hits the skyline Where the thunderheads warn of a squall You don't need to believe in a miracle It's a miracle to be here at all  Where the bus driver grins through his mustache And an old woman's lost in her book And a man is possessed of a paisley vest That insists upon a  second look And a little girl in a baseball uniform Is leading her father who's blind And a man who is muttering under his breath Is having a very hard time  And when gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down Look up  I have looked in the eyes of the damned and despised Seen souls no different from mine And what I perceive in this world I believe Is no more than I'm looking to find  So when gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down When gravity's dragging you down Look up  