Lindbergh Center

Lyrics

[Intro — instrumental only, no vocals]
[a propeller chops the air, faster and faster toward takeoff; the beat builds]
[Instrumental build — still no singing, let the groove settle in]
[Instrumental — the prop and the strings carry it alone]

[Verse 1 — vocals enter at last]
Where the red and the gold lines finally meet,
named for the flyer who crossed the deep;
the propeller chops and the runway calls,
Lindbergh lifting off where the whole line falls.

[Chorus]
Lindbergh, Lindbergh, prop and climb,
two lines merging on the northbound line;
take off, take off, where the transfers fly,
the junction humming under an open sky.

[Verse 2]
MARTA's own house where the towers rise,
a transit village under Buckhead skies;
catch your connection, catch the updraft too,
Lindbergh sending every line on through.

[Chorus]
Lindbergh, Lindbergh, prop and climb,
two lines merging on the northbound line;
take off, take off, where the transfers fly,
the junction humming under an open sky.

[Outro — vocals stop here]
[Instrumental — the propeller rides out alone, no more singing]
[Long instrumental outro — the groove fades slowly all the way down to silence]