Fix Me to Blue

I was born with a storming inside of my soul

Runnin through clouds where the racing winds roll

Mama sang blues and daddy flew planes

I learned pretty early the sky hides your pains

These boots touching down in a thousand wing towns

Kept a heart lifting off with each jets screaming sounds

Chaseing the hush where the skies fission true

Lord heal my scars and fix me to blue

Fix me to blue like a banner that flies

In the highest cold breaths of my eyes open skies

Like stripes in the flag and the tone in my tune

Where freedom and sorrow share trails under moon

FIx me to blue let me rise let me stay

Like birds who've forgotten where land is the way

I have seen dawn's arisen to clear cockpit's view

Watched desert lit charts breaking free from the dew

I have spent true loves letters in high stratospheres

Carved in twin contrails of duty and tears

Am I blue like the denim worn thin by the times

or an azure winged lullabies church holy chimes

I am skyward in longing this rivetting deep

Still flying with saviors I promised to keep

Fix me to blue like the honor I swore

From takeoffs first rage to the clear oceans door

Like hymns for the gone to their flag raised on high

Like that voice in the static that still says to fly

Fix me to blue no matter the cost

Trade all my gold for your silvery frost

So paint up my casket to thresholds high hue

For the missions where love and the color ran true

Let anthems play soft for the lives that I knew

and write on the stone I was fixed to the blue

-Hermit King-

For The Airfolk