The Lucksmiths - The Golden Age Of Aviation Lyrics
For argument’s sake let’s pretend we could stop arguingOver which of us is wrong and why it isn’t youWe’re barely awake before your head’s up in the clouds againThere’s nothing you like more than having nothing much to doStood akimboStaring out the window at the skyAll afternoon you’ve been buried in a biographyOf an aviatrix lost at sea, never to be foundHoled up in your room, holding out for an apologyBut gravity will get to you eventuallyYou’ll come down from upstairs againWith all those model aeroplanesAnd the novelty wore offWhen the pilots still wore gogglesBut your eyes look skywardsAnd your mind still bogglesI’m going grey but you look younger than a year agoWhen you put your hair in pigtails and you put your hand in mineWe’ll be OK - I’m happy when you’re hereBut oh, your smile can seem as far away as once upon a timeYou can’t help itHopelessly nostalgicA passing interest in the pastBut I think it’s going to last a little longerI’ll hold on to your hand as tightly as I canBut modelling glue is strongerThe novelty wore offWhen the pilots still wore gogglesBut your eyes look skywardsAnd your mind still bogglesThrough frequent flyers’ disappointments and disastersThe golden age of aviation never lost its lustre
