Berlin Ghost

The vapour trails across the sky
Spell freedom and condemn the lie
Taillights blinking up ahead
An island in a sea of red
Winter skies in forty-eight
Turn light to dusk, it's getting late
The timeless flight that never ends
For ever flying back to friends
The pilot ghost can never die
Eternal paths he has to fly
To where a new life can begin
The corridor to West Berlin

Altitude 2,000 feet
Above the glow of city streets
The heavy cargo spells out hope
A city hanging on a rope
The screech of wheels touching down
Not much time to turn around

The timeless flight that never ends
For ever flying back to friends
The pilot ghost can never die
Eternal paths he has to fly
To where a new life can begin
The corridor to West Berlin

All of these planes take me higher
Closer to the sun and fire
I've been searching all my life
For the answers to my prayers
But flying back and forth takes me nowhere
Guess I need to land

The payload's off, re-fuelling done
Preparing for the homeward run
Taxi round and facing West
No time for sleep, no time to rest
Sixty years and time moves on
A new millennium's been and gone
The wall is gone, the wreckage too
The memories and all the crew
No radar screen picks up the flight
That silently cuts through the night
The hold is full, or so it seems
Another century's hopes and dreams

The timeless flight that never ends
For ever flying back to friends
The pilot ghost can never die
Eternal paths he has to fly
To where a new life can begin
The corridor to West Berlin

The timeless flight that never ends
For ever flying back to friends
The pilot ghost can never die
Eternal paths he has to fly
To where a new life can begin
The corridor to West Berlin