Track Insight / Lyrics
You folded wings from a paper square
To guard the booth and the wooden chair
Ketchup stain maps where the fries once lay
Now you own the night in quiet gray
Paper wings don't need no runway lights
You hold the dark through the longest nights
No engine roar, no radio static hum
Just silent watch 'til the morning comes
I've hauled dreams down highways cracked and wide
Seen pride swallowed with nowhere to hide
But you perch steady on a sugar sachet
The only witness the night will get
Paper wings don't need no runway lights
You hold the dark through the longest nights
No engine roar, no radio static hum
Just silent watch 'til the morning comes
The cook flips eggs with a wrist so slow
Regulars nurse coffee, steam curling low
You don't judge the drunk in the corner seat
Or the waitress counting tips on her feet
Napkin folds hold more truth than maps
No GPS for the heart's mishaps
You're a compass made of crease and fold
Worth more than the stories the world has sold
Dawn cracks the glass with a pale thin blade
The breakfast rush starts the masquerade
You'll be crumpled, tossed,
