2009 L. Taylor/Morgan Creek Music (ASCAP)

Spread your wings
Were about to be free
Kitty Hawk, diagnosis December, ask Nineteen-three

What a time for human kind
What an era to be in
Electric light to push back night
Einstein in Berlin
Edison and movies
Fords rolling wheels
Rockefellers energy
Morgans ruthless deals
Put into this mix
Two earnest quiet men
Who with their sister Katherine
The adventure did begin
With the hubris that was the time
They looked and they saw
The triad that became flight
Pitch ... roll ... yaw

And they can fly
They can soar into the air
Look into forever
Find the future there
Spread your wings
Were about to be free
Kitty Hawk, and December, Nineteen-three

The morning comes the wind is right
The plane is on the rail
Daniels camera sees the moment pass
For twelve short seconds
They fly across the sand
And the end of an ancient dreams
Reality at last

A hundred years have come and gone
Imagine whats in store
As we tug on Gods great beard
And tap upon His door
To the truth that lives in space
We have set our sights
Standing on the shoulders of
Orville and Wilbur Wright

And we can fly
We can soar into the air
Look into forever
Find the future there
Spread your wings
Were about to be free
Kitty Hawk, December, Nineteen-three