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Flying level at thirty seven thousand
Thunderstorms stretched out one hundred miles ahead
Seven thirty seven's radar scanning cells of red
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
I spot a gap that lies ahead
Lets aim for it, my passengers are in the back of my head
Searching for smooth air high and low
Keeping the flight attendants in the know
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
Clear air turbulence rocks the wing
Trusting the radar is the right thing
Flash of lightning blinds my eyes
Keeping my eyes focused inside
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
It gets darker and darker
The lightning is turned up brighter
The course splits the cells, its looking rougher
No turning back now, only straight ahead
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
Rolls of dark blue clouds fill the air left and right
Lightning makes for an entertaining ride
Storm clouds stretch overhead
But it's no match for this seven thirty seven
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
Rotating the heading knob left and right
Clearing equal distance with the sharpest sight
Nobody knows what lies ahead
Above the chaos, a silent sky
Just the stars and I, watching the world go by
Yeah, we made it through the atmosphere
No more doubt, no more fear
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies
A ray of sun blazes through the storm
Sunshields and shades are put in norm
Lights are down
Flight attendants check in
Smooth ride ahead
Thunderstorms roar, but we soar
Yeah, we rise through the skies, through the skies