Who down below hang the washing out to dry
I saw the future age had risen
Time to see beyond the dark
Flying high across the sea beyond the clouds
(Vapor trails)
To feel the warm sun on my face
Said hello to the young things
The saving of the human race
Saw the smiles upon the soldiers
Coming home across the fields
The old musicians of the past
The calendar said first of August
Jets at dawn, writing in the sky
Drank the wine of the new vine
To advertise above the cities and the towns
Time to make a brand new start
Said goodbye to the others
Silver birds writing words for airman's wives
Oh, your songs are here to sing at last
Romance and promises of summer days
I strolled unclothed into the garden
Frilly briefs and flying helmets in a line
Jets at dawn trail across the sky
Drawing Coca-Cola signs
Silver planes
Growing wild inside my heart
