Flight of the Knife (Part One)

FLIGHT
OF
THE
KNIFE
Enter Airship Valentine
The stationmaster's son
Who was never very capable of trying
Taken for a tommy fool or someone to ignore
He put all his aspirations into flying
But did he ever guess he might
Get to fly the Knife?
For every year they told the tale
An airship that could never fail
The sharpest blade to ever sail
To float against their current lives
And feed their dreams and fill their skies
A flight to rise above the knives
Fly to the moon and go back in time
Sit on the wave of a cloud
A message to our Sir Valentine
From somewhere up above
The sum of our lives
Could this be the flight of the Knife?
Knife, huh, Knife
Knife, huh, Knife
So he made his way into a city made of fire trees
Seeking evidence of supernatural soaring
Led beyond the pale into an oceanic brain
Where a purple rain of rockets took to pouring
And on the edge of sound and sight
Overtook the Knife
Sleepy summer's afternoon
The sun got stuck behind the moon
A hush fell down before the boom
And soaring from their left to right
A blazing trail of roaring light
Our Airship and his flying Knife
Diving and dancing between the breeze
Climbing a ladder of cloud
No one below him could believe
That on so disavowed
Could turn things to rights
And bring home the flight of the Knife
And so he flew into the blue
Oh Airship what's become of you?
You really made the grade
You're going to join the ranks today
So go and take your place
Break away
Break away
Break away
Break away
Away