Hang Glider

(альбом: B.A.A.A. - 2019)

I'm a hang glider
Gliding with the will of the wind
A hang glider rider
Landing point to be determined

I've never really hung glided before but I'd imagine
That when you're up in the sky you ain't thinking 'bout crashing

I'm nothing like a seagull
Seagulls were intended to fly
The thing about people
We always find a way to get high

Would you rather be flying or would you rather keep standing
Wait forever to die or have a fast crash landing

That plane sound
Came at just the right time
I jam with nature
I jam with the cityscapes

To be a hang glider
First you gotta jump off a cliff
The next thing you gotta do is just
Hold on tight while you drift

There ain't no engines and there ain't no captain
There's no controlling the wind you never know what might happen

The world gets quiet
When you hang gliding around
There's no anxiety
You left your bullshit back on the ground

Strap me in to that apparatus
And watch me fly and possibly drown

I've never really hung glided before but I'd imagine
That when you're up in the sky it ain't nothing but rock'n'roll baby
And you ain't never coming down