War Bird

The pilot slips into his seat

He hears the door shut for the last time

The co-pilot beside him does greet

So shall the war bird go flying

Now the engines are heating

Propellers whipping up gale

The sky beyond is calling

So shall the war bird go flying

Grounded friends are waving

So small when he's so high

The freedom upstairs he's craving

So shall the war bird go flying

With gathering speed he lifts off

Making for the heavens

His being shakes and won't stop

Until the war bird goes flying

He may not make it this time

Same as every other time

Rain falls and the sun shines

Still the war bird goes flying