| Feathered to the tips | |
| Light weight but strong | |
| I can only go this long | |
| Iron steel and smoke | |
| Your power is endless | |
| I’m only flesh and bones | |
| Every machine has a promise to break | |
| Stuck in a dream that I cannot escape | |
| I pray for hurricanes | |
| You take off when I want to stay | |
| Out of steam I’m off terrain | |
| I’m a bird in an aeroplane | |
| Crossing continents | |
| We’re going in loops | |
| Tell me will we ever land | |
| Longing to return | |
| To somewhere I’ve known something quite familiar ooh | |
| [Pre-chorus] | |
| [Chorus] | |
| We’re flying over mountains higher every day | |
| I’m trying to keep up | |
| Trying to match your game | |
| While you are gaining height I’m fading into grey | |
| And away… | |
| [Chorus] |
| Feathered to the tips | |
| Light weight but strong | |
| I can only go this long | |
| Iron steel and smoke | |
| Your power is endless | |
| I' m only flesh and bones | |
| Every machine has a promise to break | |
| Stuck in a dream that I cannot escape | |
| I pray for hurricanes | |
| You take off when I want to stay | |
| Out of steam I' m off terrain | |
| I' m a bird in an aeroplane | |
| Crossing continents | |
| We' re going in loops | |
| Tell me will we ever land | |
| Longing to return | |
| To somewhere I' ve known something quite familiar ooh | |
| Prechorus | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re flying over mountains higher every day | |
| I' m trying to keep up | |
| Trying to match your game | |
| While you are gaining height I' m fading into grey | |
| And away | |
| Chorus |
| Feathered to the tips | |
| Light weight but strong | |
| I can only go this long | |
| Iron steel and smoke | |
| Your power is endless | |
| I' m only flesh and bones | |
| Every machine has a promise to break | |
| Stuck in a dream that I cannot escape | |
| I pray for hurricanes | |
| You take off when I want to stay | |
| Out of steam I' m off terrain | |
| I' m a bird in an aeroplane | |
| Crossing continents | |
| We' re going in loops | |
| Tell me will we ever land | |
| Longing to return | |
| To somewhere I' ve known something quite familiar ooh | |
| Prechorus | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re flying over mountains higher every day | |
| I' m trying to keep up | |
| Trying to match your game | |
| While you are gaining height I' m fading into grey | |
| And away | |
| Chorus |