So Fly - Dan Bull

See dots in the sky

Is it a bird or a plane or a drop in my oxygen supply?

When you’re no longer grounded, you’ve got to wonder why

Meditate while you can and take the option to fly

My fear of flying’s not so much a fear of dying

As a fear of diving through the sky

Inside a tube and hearing crying

Knowing I’m going down, nowhere to throw in the towel

So alone though I’m surrounded, no one else is going to Hell

So I’m bound to sit alert like extroverts at show and tell

Motor-mouthing 'til we’re grounded, homeward bound

Safe and sound but the more I have to travel

The less I have to fight that battle

Despite the fact the chance is higher that I’ll crash

Oh well, I’ve lived well, I’ve seen a few sights

And if I’d checked my email a bit more frequently

I would have been on Newsnight but why lose my snooze time

Viewing behind the few times I didn’t do right

Or choose solutions you might?

See dots in the sky

Is it a bird or a plane or a drop in my oxygen supply?

When you’re no longer grounded, you’ve got to wonder why

Meditate while you can and take the option to fly

You’re so fly (Is it a bird or a plane or a drop in my oxygen supply?)

So fly (Meditate while you can and take the option to fly)

This airline claims to do it’s best but I’m not too impressed

The dude next to me is retching with a fluey chest

I’m truly blessed but I still take steps to improve these specs

Decked in my PJs for comfort, forget being fully dressed

Who would guess I’d do a test flirting with the stewardess?

It seemed to work and she’s diverting my attention to her breasts

Does this mean I could lead it further

Or is she just working me into a sweat?

Preceding feelings I’d regret?

Yep, with deeper expertise

This would be easy, I suspect, I’m not a frequent flyer

Hardly ever been inside a jet, now I’m a travel romantic

International transatlantic and they’re practically the same thing

But that’s just semantics

See dots in the sky

Is it a bird or a plane or a drop in my oxygen supply?

When you’re no longer grounded, you’ve got to wonder why

Meditate while you can and take the option to fly

Tiny, little twinkles flare into toy cars

I hope the landing’s smoother than the second Die Hard

Dan don’t want his life charred, man’s no Django Reinhardt

I apologise, that was a light-hearted jibe on my part

Oi, it’s unlikely a tiny slice of the pie chart

But it still seems as if survival is a fine art

Arriving brings an ecstasy release and I’m a skylark

Who learnt the procedure in the safety leaflet by heart

But when you float in open seas, there’ll be no lifeguard

So today, it’s open season for these great white sharks

I warned you well, try to chill, avoid the jaws of Hell

Sit back and enjoy three films and I’m in California, wow

See dots in the sky

Is it a bird or a plane or a drop in my oxygen supply?

When you’re no longer grounded, you’ve got to wonder why

Meditate while you can and take the option to fly

You’re so fly (So fly, fly, fly)

So fly (Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly)

You’re so fly (So fly, fly, fly)

So fly (Fly, fly, fly, fly)