[Intro - radio static, then a deep spoken radio call, then epic saturated guitar solo establishing the melody, drums enter] [Verse 1] I guide a hundred jets a night, and only one sets me alight. The second that his callsign shows, the whole dark room already knows. [Pre-Chorus] He's filling up my whole damn screen— the biggest thing I've ever seen— [Chorus] HEAVY! The word they made for him! HEAVY! All muscle and all sin! I say his name like midnight prayer— one letter short of heaven there! [Post-Chorus] Two hundred out! (HEAVY!) Closing fast! (HEAVY!) [Verse 2] "Squawk ident," I breathe on air. He hits the button then and there. My whole dark scope blooms into white— one button, and he owns my night. [Pre-Chorus] A hundred out and closing in— and everything in me gives in— [Chorus] HEAVY! The word they made for him! (FOR HIM!) HEAVY! All muscle and all sin! (ALL SIN!) I say his name like midnight prayer— one letter short of heaven there! [Post-Chorus] Fifty out! (HEAVY!) Gear comes down! (HEAVY!) [Verse 3] He checks in deep. He wants it low. I've never told that man no. I hold the small ones ten miles back— alone with him in all that black. [Break - everything falls to a heartbeat kick] (spoken, airline radio voice) Heavy's with you. [Bridge] "With me." Lord, the way that lands. Four hundred tons in my two hands. His flight deck glows in amber light. My scope glows green. Same dark. Same night. [Guitar Solo - 8 bars, saturated lead over the riff, choir rising] [Final Chorus - key change, full gospel choir] HEAVY! The word they made for him! (FOR HIM!) HEAVY! All muscle and all sin! (ALL SIN!) I say his name like midnight prayer— (LIKE A PRAYER!) one letter short of heaven there! (HEAVEN!) "Cleared to land." I say it slow— the warmest words I'll ever know! [Post-Chorus - biggest] Ten miles out! (HEAVY!) Bring him down! (HEAVY!) On the ground! (HEAVY!) (choir) ONE LETTER FROM HEAVEN! [Outro - riff fading, choir low] Smoke on the mains. He's on the ground. The sweetest, heaviest sound. A thousand nights on my headset— the finest man I've never met. Say again. I just want it twice.
