All everglade and gray sheers
To take some pressure off the wondrous to fight' and
Inviolate light, there's an urge to go
A shadow, a heightened air of peril
All the way to Cape Spear
Silver jet, way overhead
Silver jet, so far off already
Yer an archipelago, a satellite, a green star
Silver jet, way overhead
Your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too
Silver jet, so far off already
And as you whisper 'me too'
Silver jet, a satellite, a green star
It's quiet again when a car like Big Ben
Silver jet roars overhead rocks the nocturne
Radio dopplerin' and for all you Gregory Peck fans
Silver jet, everglade gray sheers
Your heart jumps too and my heart jumps too
Silver jet, flying to the next part
With your I need you and here's why, flying to the next part
And as you whisper, 'me too'
I think, to myself "I don't really know my heart”
Snoring Gords and Cheryls, there's a heron outside
Silver jet, so far off already
Were rumored to be en route,
Silver jet, so far off already, fought the hot spurs off
I'm thinking, to myself, 'packing is a secret heart'
As if the wolves of North humberland themselves
Your heart jumps too and my heart jumps too
Silver jet roars overhead
Let us now praise famous men
