Darren Hanlon - Falling Aeroplanes lyrics

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Boy threw his guitar down and started beating his brow,<br />

no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t justify.<br />

All a waste of time spent inventing words and rhyme,<br />

as the stars and the planets and the clock did laps.<br />

<br />

You see making up songs is for losers.<br />

I should build something she uses,<br />

like a box or a bed or cupboards or shelves.<br />

'Cause songs are made of air, they can’t be any use to her.<br />

Better off try’na catch falling aeroplanes.<br />

<br />

Then girl said:<br />

“Boy don’t be so stupid, boy don’t be so daft, <br />

You’re not even right by half.<br />

And although you say your songs are fundamentally air,<br />

there’s also thousands of vibrations that stimulate the ear.<br />

<br />

In such a way that whenever I hear them<br />

they always make me smile.<br />

They’re just as tactile as a box or a bed or cupboards or shelves.<br />

So boy now stop your moping, cursing and no hoping,<br />

and get back in the saddle.”<br />

<br />

While she was still speaking,<br />

Towards his feet reaching, where lay his guitar.<br />

His head was swimming in an alphabet,<br />

soup letters swirled and words formed in his heart.<br />

<br />

He said:<br />

“I’m gonna build a song for us,<br />

With four verses and a chorus.<br />

On real estate your words inspired.<br />

And there we’ll live rent-free,<br />

sleep on beds of melody,<br />

and leave the key-change with the seasons.”<br />

<br />

And so that song he built was hers,<br />

with a chorus and four verse.<br />

And she woke to find him finally asleep.