Ready to Fly

There's a world soaked in water
A world that is yet unknown
There's a truth, it's Valhalla
A guiding light that takes you home
On a plane, off the grid now
Every worry just melts away
It's a ride, it's a feeling
It's a cleansing some might say

Ooh, now you're coasting
You gotta leave yourself behind
Ooh, now you're floating
But you better get ready to fly

Now check your box on Good Friday
And blast off to a planet of trees
And become one with your vessel
The Black Water will set you free
From the shack, down to Janice
The Troubadour will show you the way
And ain't no redneck, gun toting son of a bitch
Ever gonna get in my way

Ooh, now you're coasting
You gotta leave yourself behind
Ooh, now you're floating
But you better get ready to fly
Oh, you better get ready to fly

Dude, we're coasting...

Dude, we're coasting, chilling and roasting!

Ooh, now you're coasting
You gotta leave yourself behind
Ooh, now you're floating
But you better get ready to fly
Oh, you better get ready to fly



Credits
Writer(s): Ross Britz
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