A steady and gentle headwind
On the Outer Banks
Whispered in their ears
"Now is the time," she said
And so it was
Orville's turn to lie on the wing
And shout back to the wind
With their homemade engine
"Now is the time," she said
And so it was
Wilbur's turn to run beside
This miracle of cloth and wood
Lifting gently from the sand
"Now is the time," she said
And so it was