Track Insight / Lyrics
Meter reads zero on the dash tonight
Ferris wheel stands frozen, stripped of light
A folded bird rests on the turnstile gate
Waiting for a wind that's running late
Paper wings don't need no runway clear
They fly on faith when the season's near
Paper wings don't ask for permission slips
They ride the gust through autumn's eclipse
I've hauled dreamers to this park for years
Watched them chase the cotton candy spheres
Now the ticket booth wears plywood skin
Paper plane waits for the wind to begin
Paper wings don't need no runway clear
They fly on faith when the season's near
Paper wings don't ask for permission slips
They ride the gust through autumn's eclipse
Kids grow tall and fares change hands each fall
Rollercoaster rust answers gravity's call
But this small craft knows what the veterans know
The best flights happen when the cold winds blow
Paper wings don't need no runway clear
They fly on faith when the season's near
Paper wings don't ask for permission slips
They ride the gust through autumn's eclipse
My taxi's heater fights the morning chill
Engine coughs but keeps on climbing the hill
Saw a father teach his daughter how to fold
Turn a wrapper into something gold
Ten thousand fares, I've learned to read the sky
Heavy clouds don't mean the birds can't fly
The park stays shut, the lights stay dead and cold
But that paper plane has a story to be told
Meter kicks on as I pull away
Watch that plane catch air and ride the day
No ticket punched, no turnstile to spin
Just gravity, paper, and the autumn wind
Paper wings don't need no runway clear
They fly on faith when the season's near
Paper wings don't ask for permission slips
They ride the gust through autumn's eclipse
Paper wings, paper wings, they know the way
They find the sky on a closed-down day
Engine hums through November rain
Paper dreams on rusted chain
Paper wings
