Ponyphonic air song

You were born -- from Heaven came down
And caught your heart in a cloud
All your time on the earth couldn't drown
The words that rang clear and loud:
Your heart is here in the sky
Make wings, dear, and fly
It's such a perfect night
All systems ready
We are go for engines on
In a rush of wind and a flash of steel
And the flap of a dozen sails
We broke our ties with the earth just like
Two kids in a fairy tale
Close your eyes and hold out your hands
And feel the wind in your hair
Hear the shimmering strains as we ride
On wings of warm evening air
We've turned our sails to the ground
We're heavenward-bound
The sky's our highway now
We'll paint the heavens
With a brush made out of stars
Where rain or shine is a matter of
Which side of the clouds you're on
And if the good Lord wills
And the north wind rises,
We'll be far away by dawn
You were born -- from Heaven came down
And caught your heart in a cloud