set to fly

the house is set to fly today

and i wish i could be there to see it

three springs ago was my father’s last on this plane

so whether he became a bird 

or finally got some well-earned rest

i can’t tell it

but i’m sure he’s singing somewhere


…


the house is set to fly today

and i wish i could be there to see it

we know in part and we prophesy in part 

but damn it if i’ll live in part here anymore

some bright spring will be my last, too

and i’ll be on the otherside of somewhere

singing with him


…


the house is set to fly today

and i wish i could be there to see it

i’ll try to tell you everything i can think of

while the sun is high and the spring is ripe

while we still have the sea and all of our blues

‘cause if the birds of the air are brave enough 

then i’ll sing my heart out, too


^>

With All of my Love,

Jules