[Verse] Grandpa's in the garage again Door closed tight like he's hiding a sin Hammers ring and the sawdust flies But I see the spark in his weary eyes [Prechorus] Old maps on the wall Dreams that never grew small [Chorus] He's building wings from glue and dreams With Lowe's receipts and spruce beams Tired of the ground he's been tied to for years Grandpa's flying Old Man ain't got no fears [Verse 2] An old Harley engine hums late at night Propeller blades cut the moonlight bright epoxy and hope hold the frame together He’s betting on wind and good weather [Prechorus] No manual in sight Just a heart chasing flight [Chorus] He's building wings from glue and dreams With Lowe's receipts and spruce beams Tired of the ground he's been tied to for years Grandpa's flying Old Man ain't got no fears [outro] You can't miss his love for the air, Leaving the ground behind without a care, My heart yearns whenever he takes flight, Let me teach you he says, and you know, I just might
