

(mmm-hmm) Under the lobby lights,
we rise up
high
Toasting plastic cups
under the heavy gray sky
(high-rise rain) Blue receipt
from the corner store
Crinkled on the cold tiled floor
You only call when the hour is late
Standing here, we don't look at the date
Looking down at the streets below
Watching all the headlights slow
Here it comes, the feeling is starting to grow
Under the lobby lights,
we rise up high
Toasting plastic cups
under the heavy gray sky
(yeah, we're rising, mmm)
We wash away the static on the screen
In the highest place we've ever been (so high)
Under the lobby lights,
we rise up high
Toasting plastic cups
under the heavy gray sky
(oh, we're rising up,
oh) Blue receipt... high-rise rain...
(high-rise rain...
mmm)