Jenrose: Music

Holding Pattern

(Jenrose)

Here I am
Circling the clouds
The air is thin up here
I feel a little unsteady

And there you are
Flying high in some
Distant piece of sky
I guess you'll come back around
When you're ready…

And I don't mind
A little free-form flight
It really suits me fine
Just as long as the air is clear

But when the clouds roll in
Ya know it puts me in a big tailspin
And I can sense a change
In the weather
In the atmosphere…

So I call the radio controller
In search of a new flight plan
And we are flying in this
Holding pattern
Just waiting to land

Just waiting...

And it's a long way down
From way up here
And every time I look around
I get a little uneasy

Throttle and thrust
You make or break it on trust
Guess that's the thing about flying
That scares the hell out of me

Now I don't mind
Being up this high
It really suits me fine
Just as long as the coast is clear

But here lately I
Feel like I'm flying blind
It's not that I'm afraid of the flying…
It's just the falling I fear

And I've lost touch with the controller
I think we're in a bit of a jam
Cuz we're all flying in this
Holding pattern
Just waiting to land

Just waiting...

And I think it's gonna take
More than just a twist of fate
To land us safely on the ground
It's a game of give-and-take
And we all know the stakes:

One bad move and we could all go down
One bad move and we could all go down
One bad move and we could all go down

Cuz there is no radio controller
Our fate lies right here in our hands
And we are flying in this
Holding pattern...

Yes we're all the radio controllers
Our fate lies in all of our hands
And we're all flying in this
Holding pattern
Just waiting to land

Just waiting…