“Lincoln is at the centre of a hub of RAF bases, and I often hear different aircraft flying over, either for displays or on exercise. Living here, you get a feel for the state of world politics by what is flying and how often. ”

– Stoneygate, Sleepwalker Album Notes.

Silver bird
Tears the sky in two
Flies by my window
Like a rumour of war

Silver wings
Cut the clouds like a knife
Rip the sound from the sky
With the speed of your flight

I don’t need an alarm
You fly like a warning
You burn with your eyes
I know something’s wrong
You fly like an omen
Phoenix in flight

Silver bird
Shakes the ground from above
Thunder and lightning flash
Fear, shock and awe

I don’t need an alarm
You fly like a warning
You burn with your eyes
I know something’s wrong
You fly like an omen
Phoenix in flight