Sky Full of Story

[Verse 1]
He was born in 1918
To a hard man carved from stone
Came back from the first big war
Mean right down to the bone
But his mama was a Sunday hymn
Soft hands, steady and kind
She’d whisper, “Boy, you’re meant to fly
Don’t you live in his shadowed mind”
[Chorus]
Sky full of story, heart full of fight
Chasing the sunrise into the night
From a farmhouse yard to a world on fire
Climbed in a cockpit, higher and higher
Every mile he made, every scar he wore
Just another line in a sky full of story
[Verse 2]
When the second war came callin’
He signed his name in ink
Climbed up where the clouds grew thin
Closer than he’d ever think
Dodged thunder made of metal
Saw fear in every face
He kept a picture in his pocket
Of an angel back home safe
[Chorus]
Sky full of story, heart full of fight
Chasing the sunrise into the night
From a farmhouse yard to a world on fire
Climbed in a cockpit, higher and higher
Every mile he made, every scar he wore
Just another line in a sky full of story
[Bridge]
Came home to a girl in a yellow dress (oh yeah)
Laughing on the Fourth of July
Three kids runnin’ through the clover grass
While he watched the years roll by
Fishing lines, front-seat drives
Tall tales at the kitchen table
He’d say, “I was just a scared young boy
Who learned that love makes you able”
[Chorus]
Sky full of story, heart full of light
Holding his babies in the porch swing light
From a farmhouse yard to a world on fire
Found his heaven in a small-town choir
Every mile he made, every scar he wore
Just another line in a sky full of story
Yeah, every mile he made, every scar he wore
Lives on in a sky full of story

country, Warm vintage country ballad, male vocals. Brushed snare, upright bass, and gentle acoustic guitars; fiddle lines weaving between verses. Intimate, porch-swing storytelling in the verses, chorus opens with wider harmonies and a lilting pedal steel. Subtle organ pad in the bridge to lift the emotion, then a soft, satisfied landing on the final hook.