Through this old skylight our eyes are open wide
 
 The sky bespangled in the rain
 
 And we feel called upon but interests collide
 
 Not much to lose, a lot to gain
 
  
  Don`t lose your line of sight now
 
 And raise the barricades somehow
 
 It`s time to leave the lores so blow them skyhigh
 
 In sound and fury they will fly
  
 
 (chorus)
 
 We`re sparing no pain, we`re launching a dream
 
 It`s blazing a trail when the rockets will gleam
 
 We harness the air cause we let them fly
 
 The town had turned out under this october sky
  
 
 "there`s nothing to it" and "stick to your last"
 
 Shorn of all romance their life spans
 
 The charm of novelty or adoring the past
 
 No more among the also rans
  
 
 It spread like wildfire in a day
 
 "and there`ll be crash-land" so they say
 
 Well-proven patterns so it must be vertigo
 
 But we will give them quite a show
  
 
 (chorus)
  
 
 We harness the air and we let them fly
 
 Under this october sky
  
 
 (chrous)