Phil Spillman - Flying Blind Lyrics

His voice would get real low
As he started a story, one of many
It was Berlin, 1944
We were thick in the clouds above the enemy

When John, my best friend and my gunner
Said, "Watch out, they're coming up from under
Hope you sent a letter to your mother
We may be going down for the last time"

I said, "John, sometimes you just are where you are
Shut of your head, keep your eyes at 10 and 4
We know the grounds below, above is the sky
I'm gonna open this throttle, make this steal bird really whine
You and me buddy are getting home flying blind

His voice would then get real distant
As he talked about after the war
"There were kisses to be kissed there were babies to be made
Those were good years thanks to the Lord"

I've never seen your Grandmother's eyes grow dim
But as the doctor talked, she just stared back at him
He said you'll need 2 of everything for the twins
I don't think your Grandma's ever caught her breath

I said Mary, sometimes you just are where you are
Stop the worry in your head, listen to our boys beating hearts
The house can be ready with a few extra sticks of pine
I put a ring on your finger, I'm here for the ride
You and me got 18 years times 2 flying blind

His voice has gotten quite frail
You gotta be close to smell that peppermint breath
He says, "Son, I know my days are numbered"
I asked Grandpa, "Aren't you scared of death?"

He said, "Son, I'm a man of adventure
Now, this time, whoa, this is bigger
There's a lot of unknown to consider
But you know, I've lived my life right

Son, sometimes you just are where you are
There's gonna be tears soon, you're gonna ache from the heart
Remember after the rain, there's always sunshine
I know the grounds below, above me's the sky
With these eyes of faith, I'll take off flying blind

I know the grounds below, above me's the sky
With these eyes of faith, I'll take off flying blind

With these eyes of faith, I'm never flying blind