“Free Flier“ Terry Adair ENGL 1301 Spring 2011 5:30-7:00 TR  

Cool morning air in my face,   Cool morning air in my face, Dew on the ground, I’m ready for the chase.

The sun rising over the horizon, Rays of light gleaming through the trees, I’m mesmerized by the scenery.

Smell of jet fuel entices my senses, Approaching the gateway, The day commences.

Entering the belly of the beast, Its breath blows over me.

I leave the bounds of gravity. Excited to cross over, I leave the bounds of gravity.

Aloft the clouds, I prepare my descent.

We’ve all signed a consent. Just me and my friends, We’ve all signed a consent.

“Ready 1-2-3,” Out the door, Now we are free.

Pressures of the world go away, Up in the sky, we’re here to play!

Cool morning air in my face, Dew on the ground, Free Flyer By Terry Adair  Cool morning air in my face, Dew on the ground, I’m ready for the chase. The sun rising over the horizon, Rays of light gleaming through the trees, I’m mesmerized by the scenery. Smell of jet fuel entices my senses, Approaching the gateway, The day commences. Entering the belly of the beast, Its breath blows over me, Excited to cross over, I leave the bounds of gravity. Aloft the clouds, I prepare my descent. Just me and my friends, We’ve all signed a consent. “Ready 1-2-3,” Out the door, Now we are free. Pressures of the world go away, Up in the sky we’re here to play!