Lyrics
Verse 1
Got the helmets lined up on the rack
Brand new gliders waiting in the pack
Two-stroke engines shiny and clean
Finest flight school you ever seen
Got the manuals printed out neat
Just need some students to fill the seats
But the wind sock is hanging dead low
And my dreams just can't get up and go I'm trying to launch this school of flight
But I can't get it up to save my life
The spirit is willing the motors are primed
But it won't rise up at the perfect time
It's a limp situation it's a tragic drag
Just staring down at an empty bag
Yeah she's staying on the ground tonight
It's hard to build a school when you can't get flight
Verse 2
The advertising budget is completely spent
But I can't seem to pitch this tent
I pull on the starter I check the lines
Looking for the reassuring signs
But it's soft and heavy no lift in the breeze
Just sitting right here around my knees
A total failure to launch you see
No aerodynamic majesty
Pre-Chorus
Come on now baby give me one good gust
Show me that the trying still means something worth trust
Chorus
Oh I'm trying to launch this school of flight
But I can't get it up to save my life
The spirit is willing the motors are primed
But it won't rise up at the perfect time
It's a limp situation it's a tragic drag
Just staring down at an empty bag
Yeah she's staying on the ground tonight
It's hard to build a school when you can't get flight
Bridge
Maybe I need some financial blue pills
To spark up the passion and pay the bills
Because pressure and stress make the canopy stall
And right now I'm getting no altitude at all
No altitude at all
No altitude at all
Guitar Solo
Chorus
Oh I'm trying to launch this school of flight
But I can't get it up to save my life
The spirit is willing the motors are primed
But it won't rise up at the perfect time
It's a limp situation it's a tragic drag
Just staring down at an empty bag
Yeah she's staying on the ground tonight
It's hard to build a school when you can't get flight
Outro
Just sitting in the field
Propeller ain't spinning
Glider's just a wrinkled heap of nylon
Can't get it up
Maybe tomorrow the wind will blow
Yeah maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow


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