Glide

From up here there seems too much height

To turn off the engine
To stop the flight


And even though I'm scared beyond belief
I know a warm current
Is floating underneath


So not much left to do
But let go of the controls


And glide
There's nothing to lose

Nothing to hide
So glide


Feels like I've been here before
When I turned off the engine
Looking for more


But the stick was clenched in my hands
And you can't truly glide

When you're sticking to the plans

So lean back in your seat

Rest your head into your hands

Don't ask why


It's amazing what you see from up here
But I'm too busy flying for my eyes to peer

I guess
Although my brain will say no
I'll abandon the logic

And feel the wind blow