In a moment of weakness 
I embodied the sickness 
And when everyone winds me up 
I just can't wind down 
And the April rain soaks my jokes to a pulp 
The sun makes my eyes burn 
And it must be my turn 
To fly with the birds this time 
Saturday's nation is rife with anticipation 
Of the ticket that buys you out of the real world 
But I don't mind the rain '
Cause I was born on an aeroplane 
Balloon ride over landslides 
It's April, 
I'm 18 And flying with the birds in a dream 
Make an electric connection as lightning strikes 
Angels' wings not once but twice 
Point blank refusal, the earth moves 
I turn her head 
Plant life gone wild over 
British monuments 
Something is burning 
Somebody's learning 
To fly with the birds tonight 
Solomon flies tonight 
Cape to coast, wings in full flight 
He's flying home with the birds tonight 
In a moment of weakness 
I embodied the sickness 
And I just can't wind down