The official website for the band Aloft, and their debut album Closer To Nowhere, Billy Mrak - guitars and vocals, Todd Brasseur - drums, guitar, Closer To Nowhere, Aloft, Aloftband.com  

                                                           CAMEO              

                                                                     A good time feeling’s

                                                                     Come over me

                                                                     All I’ve witnessed

                                                                     Is plain to see

                                                                     Barkeep send down another glass

                                                                     All these stories are built to last

                                                                    (Chorus)

                                                                    You can’t see inside of me

                                                                    You can’t sell your harmony

                                                                    Cause it’s just a show

                                                                    And I’m a cameo

                                                                   Jet set people love powdered gems

                                                                   Grind their sorrows down to the end

                                                                   Revolution is what we need

                                                                   Here’s to generation X, Y, and peeved

                                                                  (Chorus)

                                                                  Wait a minute now

                                                                  Let’s open up this place

                                                                  Tear it up somehow

                                                                  Till we fall on our face

                                                                  Disillusion is not my style

                                                                  All the history says that we’re wild

                                                                  Running backwards with blinders on

                                                                  Voice of reason has gone abound

                                                                  (Chorus)