Flying Low ~ A Song for the Heroes

For those who are left behind when one of our brave boys gives his life for his country

It looks out of proportion but the verses are a lot slower than the chorus...

Trying to breathe easy,
While the pain rips through,
As I stare at you,

My tears start falling,
As I remember the night,
When it was alright,

Fighting back the sorrow,
Failing to see tomorrow,

Do you remember when we laughed together all day?
And loved each other forever, and we’d both forgotten pain?
Do you remember when the world was ours alone?
When my heart would flip in joy when your number called my phone?
Now it’s over and you’re gone somewhere I can never go,
But I know you’re there, my angel, overhead, flying low,

Everyone is here for you,
Of course you can’t see,
Not looking at me,

I can’t help wishing,
You’d open your eyes,
Just for one last time,

Fighting back the sorrow,
Failing to see tomorrow,

Do you remember when we laughed together all day?
And loved each other forever, and we’d both forgotten pain?
Do you remember when the world was ours alone?
When my heart would flip in joy when your number called my phone?
Now it’s over and you’re gone somewhere I can never go,
But I know you’re there, my angel, overhead, flying low,

You look so peaceful lying there,
I want to hold you, show you I care,
Like I longed to do when you were god-knows-where,
But all I can do is stand and stare,
Because you’re not really here,
Why did it have to be you, my dear?

Do you remember when we laughed together all day?
And loved each other forever, and we’d both forgotten pain?
Do you remember when the world was ours alone?
When my heart would flip in joy when your number called my phone?
Now it’s over and you’re gone somewhere I can never go,
But I know you’re there, my angel, overhead, flying low,

I really like the concept of this. It's very common to hear in songs about someones "angel in heaven," but the title and repetition of "flying low" is unique and gives a feeling a closeness. It's bittersweet. Nice write.

Thanks Just read a book about the widow of an RAF Pilot and was inspired. The sad thing is that you hear the fact that someone else has died on the news every day That's another family left behind. I tried to put that across, but tried to find a way to keep spirits high.