The Aviator

Intro       Verse 1: Riding on the moon path in the silver of the night The fragrance on the air was of another time     I cried in all my innocence you were dressed in white and even if I’d had the strength I couldn’t move to save my life Verse 2: The fear and the thrill of the beast at the window The shivers and the chills on the hottest of nights he walked right through my open door As I began to run he threw some gold upon the floor and said There’s plenty more where that came from I’m tired of the bombs I’m tired of the bullets I’m the aviator A dream’s a dream whatever it seems whatever it seems Instrumental Verse 3: I flew along the lighted street I flew above the town I flew in ever rising circles ever further from the ground As I begin to lose my breath printed faxes turn a spin A distant corner of the room will open up and let me in I’m tired of the news I’m tired of the weather I’m the aviator I’m tired of the same thing every day Whatever they say Instrumental >F         x2 Verse 4: I flew along the lighted street I flew above the town I flew in ever rising circles ever further from the ground I cried in all my innocence you were dressed in white and even if I’d had the strength I couldn’t move to save my life I’m tired of the bombs I’m tired of the bullets I’m tired of the crazies on TV I’m the aviator A dream’s a dream whatever it seems I’m tired of the news I’m tired of the weather I’m tired of the same thing every day I’m the aviator A dream’s a dream whatever it seems Whatever they say Instrumental