BE AN AIRPLANE MAN

BE AN AIRPLANE MAN

As a toddler he peered one autumnal day into the firmament
He noticed an amazing formation of migrating sparrows
His fascination for flight was awoken thus the determinant
bringing his wish to study the zeppelin and the hot air balloon.
As well as an archer with his bow projecting an arrow
This aroused his interest in executing an absolute bulls-eye.
The young man spent hours in the fields beating baseballs
throwing the oval pigskin and retrieving boomerangs.
Such a fascination, the Baritone Player Armstrong landing on the moon!
Watching the soaring fountains of Rome instead of waterfalls
It was the vertical stretch in an upward fashion that sprang
his imagination to fantasize with throngs of butterflies.
He was fearless when it came to mountain paths and vertigo
The depths were endless yet he sighed immersed dreaming of the stars
In the visionary realms of elusive concepts he pictured indigo
to a sombre blue which exceeded to ultraviolet in his repertoire.
Indeed a masculine specimen of extraordinary stature like a mustang
neighing while jumping hurdles breaking through the presidio.
Feeling his prowess as if nothing would evoke a cowardice
reaction if the preposition was to come from an avatar.
So his beckoning from birth to realization was to be a pilot
courageously endowed with his outlandish outfit.
Be an airplane man!
Be an airplane man!
Fly as high as you can!
As you parachute down to Terra
You will look charming for Hera
As she smiles upon the blooming treetops
you will match her every grace.
As an arrow’s route guides the mentor
you will hold a glowing scepter.
Yes, you’ll say a prayer as you’re falling
through the placid morning air.
Be an airplane man!
Up to the meridian!
Soar as high as you can!
Suddenly the ominous clouds are coming
Then the turbulent roars are mumbling
Still you forge your way without stumbling
Always keeping pace with this hectic chase
Feeling like a gliding bird
You’re coasting through a warmer sunset
High above the icy clouds
You are a competent and fearless gent
So up the mountains you will climb
above the evergreen. You are the voyageur!
See the stars that early rise
and the moon that lately sets.
You’re racing faster than my song
You are playing life like Russian roulette
So over the valleys, plains and lakes
you thrive like a fresh Cadet!
You are the word unheard!
Be an airplane man!
Have a greater plan!
Fly as high as you can!