Lyrics:

Dark clouds storm your skyline mind
Stare down the barrel of a firing line
Ton of passions at the bottom of your hill
Push your piano out the window sill
Why? It won't fly

Concrete boots at the bottom of the bay
Mood on a canvas in shades of grey
Heavy heart sunken by regret
Head dragged under by the things you said
Why? It won't fly

I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
Levitation

Caught under lies you tell yourself
Drowning under waves of guilt
Best laid plans buried underground
All you ever wanted under ten million pounds
Why? It won't fly

I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
Levitation

I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
Levitation

Why? It won't fly
Why? It won't fly
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
Levitation

I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
I wanna lift it up
Levitation

Levitation
Levitation
Levitation
Levitation