Altitude Mood

Verse 1

Seven in the morning at the airfield

Rivets humming warm beneath my palm

Somewhere past the fence the tower crackles

Wind is picking up and so is my calm

Pre-Chorus

Run the checklist twice

Nothing left to chance

Sparks along the wire

One more look askance

Chorus

Up on a treble plane

High where the notes can't fall

Up on a treble plane

I'm calling past the wall

Up on a treble plane

Feel the fuselage sing

Up on a treble plane

Oh-oh

Mm-hmm

Verse 2

Uncle flew these routes in sixty-nine

Told me altitude is just a mood

Taught me how to trim a shaky engine

Taught me how to land when nothing's good

Pre-Chorus

Crack the canopy

Sky is going gold

Throttle in my grip

Story getting told

Chorus

Up on a treble plane

High where the notes can't fall

Up on a treble plane

I'm calling past the wall

Up on a treble plane

Feel the fuselage sing

Up on a treble plane

Oh-oh

Mm-hmm

Guitar Solo

Bridge

Higher

Higher than the traffic and the towers

Quieter

Quieter than the arguments and hours

I could stay up here

I could stay up here

Where the air is thin and clear

Chorus

Up on a treble plane

High where the notes can't fall

Up on a treble plane

I'm calling past the wall

Up on a treble plane

Feel the fuselage sing

Up on a treble plane

Oh-oh

Mm-hmm