[Verse 1] I haven’t flown a plane in two long years My hands still miss the wheel and my ears miss the cheers I pace the kitchen floor like it’s runway paint My son keeps eyein’ me like I might do somethin’ strange [Pre-Chorus] He said, “Dad, please don’t” with that worried little face I said, “I’m just lookin’ for a bit more airspace” [Chorus] Plywood wings (oh no, here we go) Balloon-chair dream (please tell me no) Plywood wings (feels kinda fine to me) If I can’t fly a plane I’ll improvise, you’ll see [Verse 2] My wife walked in with lunch and gave that look She said, “What’s in your head?” I said, “A chapter from a book” She said, “Don’t touch that roof” I said, “What roof?” She said, “Don’t get ideas” I said, “Too late, that ship’s in view” [Pre-Chorus] Now I’m countin’ lawn chairs like they might take flight Thirty red balloons in the shed startin’ to feel just right [Chorus] Plywood wings (oh no, here we go) Balloon-chair dream (please tell me no) Plywood wings (feels kinda fine to me) If I can’t fly a plane I’ll improvise, you’ll see [Bridge] I know it’s a foolish thought I know it’s all pretend I’d rather buy a simulator and keep my bones intact, my friend But if that old sky-calling itch keeps tappin’ on my brain I’ll only fly in daydreams and let the ceiling be my lane [Final Chorus] Plywood wings (oh no, here we go) Balloon-chair dream (please tell me no) Plywood wings I’m talkin’ fantasy If I can’t fly a plane I’ll use my common sense, you see Plywood wings (keep me on the ground) Balloon-chair dream (please sit this one down) (Now, where's that parachute...)
