Flying Low Through The Air After Thunder

I don’t mind flying
Low through the air after thunder
I’ll take this ride
For all my brothers who have died

Given my height
I couldn’t see over the mountains
But when I’m flying
I have the ease to surmount them

See us
We’re flying high in the ether

It isn’t right
Or is it as it should be?
It’s like I’ve died
And I don’t need my body

See us
We’re flying high in the ether