It’s been a long day at the coast of the mountain.

I can see the blues and grays etched in the sky. 

Harvest moon movin’ up ever so slightly into view.

If only to imagine it would be here with you.

You flew so high

High and dry.

The pie in the sky 

Is comin’ by to say hi. 

So here I am at the coast of the water,

Dreaming of ways to swim to the other side. 

Don’t believe I can do it in this lifetime,

I back away and brush the dirt off my pride. 

You flew so high

High and dry.

The pie in the sky 

Is comin’ by to say hi. 

You better believe the voices inside of your head. 

Drowning your ambitions with the weight of lead.

A distant voice, a subtle breeze whispering please. 

Reminding you, you could use some company. 

You flew so high

High and dry.

The pie in the sky 

Is comin’ by to say hi.