Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
Come with me, leave the ground below,
Climb into the wind and watch the city go small.
There's a basket made of dreams and rope,
Rising past the rooftops, past it all.
[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.
[verse]
Colors painted underneath the sun,
Fields like patchwork quilts of green and gold.
Every worry that we left undone
Gets smaller as the morning starts to unfold.
[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.
[bridge]
No roads to follow, just the open blue,
No clock to answer to, just me and you.
Let the world turn slow beneath our feet,
This is where the sky and dreaming meet.
[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** sunshine pop, orchestral, uplifting, 1967, buoyant, 108 bpm, duet vocal
**BPM:** 40
**Duration:** 170.0s
**Key:** G major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Come with me, leave the ground below,
Climb into the wind and watch the city go small.
There's a basket made of dreams and rope,
Rising past the rooftops, past it all.

[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.

[verse]
Colors painted underneath the sun,
Fields like patchwork quilts of green and gold.
Every worry that we left undone
Gets smaller as the morning starts to unfold.

[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.

[bridge]
No roads to follow, just the open blue,
No clock to answer to, just me and you.
Let the world turn slow beneath our feet,
This is where the sky and dreaming meet.

[chorus]
Up, up, higher than the sparrows fly,
Sailing on a ribbon of the sky.
Hold my hand, we'll drift where the clouds are new,
Floating up, up, and away with you.