A.P. Harbor - Tin Foil Plane

I went to sea a thousand times
In search of treasures to cure my bug bites
My castle walls- built from mud and bricks
And my drawbridge- made of candlesticks

I think sometime I got too brave
So many seasons I've collected tucked beneath my bed
And gone were the days of the empire I'd made
I wonder if it's still there in that old shed

I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
When I have roamed high and low
I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
Tin foil plane, take me home

I had an army at my hands
Ten thousand ants employing my commands
The swan song from the paper cranes
Shimmered in the signal fires, and they burned away

I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
When I have roamed high and low
I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
Tin foil plane, take me home

I learned at the end of the world what a circle is worth
Maybe some never do
If they had that sweet little plane
They would be on their way home too

I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
When I have roamed high and low
I want to sail away on a tin foil plane
Tin foil plane, take me
Tin foil plane, take me
Tin foil plane, take me home

Written by:
Andrew Preston

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