Ready to Fly

There's a world soaked in water A world that is yet unknown There's a truth, it's Valhalla A guiding light that takes you home On a plane, off the grid now Every worry just melts away It's a ride, it's a feeling It's a cleansing some might say Ooh, now you're coasting You gotta leave yourself behind Ooh, now you're floating But you better get ready to fly Now check your box on Good Friday And blast off to a planet of trees And become one with your vessel The Black Water will set you free From the shack, down to Janice The Troubadour will show you the way And ain't no redneck, gun toting son of a bitch Ever gonna get in my way Ooh, now you're coasting You gotta leave yourself behind Ooh, now you're floating But you better get ready to fly Oh, you better get ready to fly Dude, we're coasting... Dude, we're coasting, chilling and roasting! Ooh, now you're coasting You gotta leave yourself behind Ooh, now you're floating But you better get ready to fly Oh, you better get ready to fly