Heavens

With a bark those fathers
Let the young man down
The flyer's grin and father's shoulders
With a dream, he put her down too soon

Patroller is off the western
Edge of early afternoon
Breathing in the outboard's black smoke
A ways away, the flyer's going down

Those girls put on their makeup
Those girls dream of life here
She hopes to leave the battle
With one of our boys down there

Spangled all in bright stars
They shovеled dirt in on the plane
And on thе boy who proved the heavens
Can't be reached in twin-prop planes

Those girls put on their makeup
Those girls dream of life here
She hopes to leave the battle
With one of our boys down there