Fear of flying - Original Song! by Kaysy!

Details
Title | Fear of flying - Original Song! by Kaysy! |
Author | kaysyconundrum |
Duration | 5:00 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=U0V_C671o5o |
Description
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Lyrics:
Seat belt fastened, tray table stowed
Departing at last from everything that know
I brought my ipod. I have books to read.
But there are no words and there is no beat
To comfort me while my feet soar miles above the earth.
My heart it quickens as we're cleared for flight
My anxiety it thickens. Thoughts race through my mind despite
The fact that this travel is truly safe
And soon I will land in a brand new place
This is the closes to outer space that I may ever be
So you see
Chorus:
I often contemplate my fear of flying
Each time I go you know I'm plagued with thoughts of dying
But just by leaving home, oh I'm defying
The limits placed on every man
I was born a creature of the land
I didn't choose who I am
I shake with fears I don't understand
And
I laugh in the face of this. I scoff.
Because my life is up to me so I'm taking off
My city is sinking, shrinking below the clouds
So why should I be fear thinking? I really should be proud.
Oh the things the things that we can do
To even see the world from a bird's eye view
To be surrounded by a sky so blue, oh I am more than flesh and bones
The miles soar behind us. The mountains peak.
The sun off the water blinds us and I can barely speak
If I take in my whole environment
There's so reason not to be content
To name one day all the places that I went
That's a gift I'm lucky to have
(chorus)
Seat belt fastened. Tray table stowed.
Departing at last from everything that I know.