Final Flight (feat. Josh Grider & Randy Rogers)

Taped my letter to the door

Say the prayer I've said a thousand times before

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Leave the tarmac for one more run

Do what I signed up for

Near misses, close calls, never far from death's door

And for all the hell I've blown through

Brother, I'm tellin' you

Say "I love you," call your mama

Say you're sorry even if you don't wanna

Take the time to tuck your kids in a little bit tighter tonight

Make your list, check it twice

And always be ready for your final flight

I made it home, done some livin'

For all my brothers and sisters who didn't

And I've come to learn our freedom is earned

And you never know when it might be your turn

So say "I love you," call your mama

Say you're sorry even if you don't wanna

Take the time to tuck your kids in a little bit tighter tonight

Make your list, check it twice

And always be ready for your final flight

In this field of stones markin' all those gone

I swear I could hear them say

Steal a kiss, make some time

Buy those tickets on that third base line

Spend the afternoon havin' a cold one with your old man

Every chance you can

Make your list, check it twice

'Cause the world looks a whole lot different from the sky

And always be ready

Oh, always be ready for your final flight

For your final flight