Jets At Dawn

Woke this morning, the war was over

The radio was singing love songs

Saw the smiles upon the soldiers

Coming home across the fields

The calendar said first of August

Romance and promises of summer days

I strolled unclothed into the garden

To feel the warm sun on my face

The saving of the human race

Jets at dawn trail across the sky

Silver birds writing words for airman's wives

Who down below hang the washing out to dry

Frilly briefs and flying helmets in a line

Jets at dawn, writing in the sky

Silver planes

(Vapor trails)

Drawing Coca-Cola signs

To advertise above the cities and the towns

Flying high across the sea beyond the clouds

Said goodbye to the others

The old musicians of the past

Said hello to the young things

Oh, your songs are here to sing at last

Drank the wine of the new vine

Growing wild inside my heart

I saw the future age had risen

Time to make a brand new start

Time to see beyond the dark

Jets at dawn, trails across the sky