Falling Aeroplanes-Darren Hanlon

[ti:Falling Aeroplanes] [ar:Darren Hanlon] [al:Early Days] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Falling Aeroplanes - Darren Hanlon [00:24.23]Boy threw his guitar down [00:26.91]And started beating his brow [00:29.31]No matter how hard he tried [00:32.13]He couldn't justify [00:34.72] [00:35.54]All a waste of time spent [00:37.90]Inventing words and rhyme [00:39.89]As the stars and the planets [00:42.51]And the clock did laps [00:45.01] [00:48.77]You see making up songs is for losers [00:51.62]I should build something she uses [00:54.40]Like a box or a bed or cupboards or shelves [00:59.57]'Cause songs are made of air [01:01.92]They can't be any use to her [01:04.80]Better off tryna catch falling aeroplanes [01:10.11] [01:37.55]Then girl said [01:38.60]Boy don't be so stupid [01:40.86]Boy don't be so daft [01:42.92]You're not even right by half [01:46.17] [01:48.56]And although you say your songs [01:50.48]Are fundamentally air [01:52.99]There's also thousands of vibrations [01:56.10]That stimulate the ear [01:58.45]In such a way that whenever I hear them [02:03.94]They always make me smile [02:06.45]They're just as tactile as a box or [02:10.75]A bed or cupboards or shelves [02:13.94]So boy now stop your moping [02:16.70]Cursing and no hoping [02:18.64] [02:19.25]And get back in the saddle [02:23.93] [02:27.26]While she was still speaking [02:29.57]Towards his feet reaching [02:32.10]Where lay his guitar [02:35.23] [02:36.33]His head was swimming in an alphabet [02:39.37]Soup letters swirled [02:41.03]And words formed in his heart [02:46.57] [02:47.44]He said [02:47.99] [02:48.94]I'm gonna build a song for us [02:51.83]With four verses and a chorus [02:54.33]On real estate your words inspired [03:00.31]And there we'll live rent free [03:02.69]Sleep on beds of melody [03:05.11]And leave the key change with the seasons [03:10.93] [03:14.81]And so that song he built was hers [03:17.81]With a chorus and four verse [03:20.25]And she woke to find him finally asleep