From the recording Transit
Lyrics
Coming home, out of the skies
We’ve done this before, looking for more
Happiness in our eyes
I’ve been away, up in the clouds
Making my way, despite all they say
And avoiding those earthbound crowds
Lift up your eyes, look way up in the air
That’s where I’ll be, unfettered and free
without a worry or care
Leaving the ground, chandelle to the side
Balance and weights, let’s do lazy eights
And set up for best glide
Dirty and slow, full flaps and the wheels
I don’t reckon it’s dead, but just tested instead
You gotta know how it feels
Soaring so high, get into the mood
Centrifugal force, rectangular course
And holding your attitude
