Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway   Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun back next Monday   And our friends are at the airport   Cousin Bill says, "Enjoy the water sports"      As we fly into the mystery, the film comes on and the earth recedes   Several hours out, 20 minutes south of Bermuda   The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong   And it must be Jesus calling      The silver ship, the blue sea falling   Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave   The coast guard said they might be found   They know just where the plane went down