Paul Roland Wyndham Hill Lyrics

They gathered around the machine at the fete on the common
Winged with vellum stretched taut on a wood frame

and all judged the venture insane.

°...Tell me' enquired the Reporter, are yon really in earnest ? "
°...And what are the chances of it falling out of the sky ."'
"And if it did would you be certain to die ?"

And we'll sail into the wide yielding blue, while far below receding from wiew Wyndam Hill and all that we knew.

A last minute cheek on the structure and we were ready,
Strapped in my chair I waved to my wife far below.
Then gradually released the controls

And we sailed into the wide yielding blue, while far below receding from wiew
Wyndam Hill and all that we knew.