New Way To Fly

I still remember the first time I took to the skies
Oh what a feeling, it was a hell of a ride
"All Along the Watchtower" was on my radio
Now that I can fly, no telling how far I'll go

I should have known right then
That I'd be headed back to the wind
To find a new way to fly
Find a new way to fly

My father played guitar in the honky tonk bars
He met Elvis before he was a rock and roll star
Now he likes rolling dice and fishing on the bayou
And he asked me after 9/11, "What are you gonna do?"

As soon as this ride ends
I'll be headed back to the wind
To find a new way to fly
Find a new way to fly

Now I've got a son who's always looking to me
For how to be a man and still chase his own dreams
I tell him time moves on and good things do end
When you get knocked down you gotta get up again

As soon as one ride ends
You gotta look to the wind
To find a new way to fly
Find a new way to fly
Find a new way to fly
Find a new way to fly