Cheek to the sky

Brushes on the snare
My shoes know the floor
You came in smiling
Now I want a little more

Muted sax is talking
Like it knows my name
We can shake the worry
And leave it off the frame

Clap, clap, hold on tight
Piano cracks the night
Feel that step come right
Baby, we’re about to fly

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
We were born to rise
We were born to rise

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
Take your place tonight
Take your place tonight

Oh-oh, lift it up
Oh-oh, let it ride

Walking bass is strutting
Down the open lane
Your laugh hits the doorway
Like summer after rain

I was half a shadow
Now I’m full and clear
Every little spin you take
Makes the whole room cheer

Clap, clap, feel that spark
Piano paints the dark
Boots stamp on the mark
Baby, we’re about to fly

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
We were born to rise
We were born to rise

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
Take your place tonight
Take your place tonight

Let the trumpet flare
Let the whole room know
Freedom in your shoulders
Significance in the glow

One more turn around
Then we’re out of sight
Nothing in this world
Feels as good as light

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
We were born to rise
We were born to rise

Cheek to the sky
Cheek to the sky
Take your place tonight
Take your place tonight


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