He blesses the boys, as they stand in line
The smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine
He's there to help them all that he can
To make them feel wanted he's a good holy manSky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You'll never, never, never, reach the skyHe smiles at the young soldiers, tells them it's all right
He knows of their fear in the forthcoming fight
Soon there'll be blood and many will die
Mothers and fathers back home they will cry
You're soldiers of God you must understand
The fate of your country is in your young hands
May God give you strength
Do your job well
If it all was worth it
Only time it will tellSky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You'll never, never, never, reach the skyHe mumbles a prayer and it ends with a smile
The order is given, they move down the line
But he'll stay behind, and he'll meditate
But it won't stop the bleeding, or ease the hateAs the young men move out into the battle zone
He feels good, with God you're never alone
He feels so tired as he lays on his bed
Hopes the men will find courage in the words that he said
Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You'll never, never, never, reach the skyIn the morning they return with tears in their eyes
The stench of death lifts up to the skies
A young soldier so ill, looks at the Sky Pilot
Remembers the words 'Thou shalt not kill'.Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
How high can you fly?
You'll never, never, never, reach the sky
