Beechcraft Lyrics

Flying high now over hilltops and mountainsides, clear blue skies

Up in the airstream transcending the confines of stratosphere, we've disappeared

From earth

Drift the clouds, one with the sky

Open your eyes to the sun

Look down below, the people are small

As tiny as the ants upon your floor

Nothing more

To you

Up in the star field, the moon hangs high across the great divide, changing tides

The flicker of houses scatter the landscape across the plains, unrestrained

From view

Drift the clouds, one with the sky

Open your eyes to the sun

Look down below, the people are small

As tiny as the ants upon your floor

Nothing more

To you

Drift the clouds, one with the sky

Open your eyes to the sun

Look down below, the people are small

As tiny as the ants upon your floor

Nothing more

To you