Paper Wings

One last thing I beg you, please
Just before you go
I’ve watched you fly on paper wings
Halfway 'round the world until they burned up in the atmosphere
Sent you spiraling down
Landing somewhere far from here
With no one else around
To catch you falling down
And I’m looking at you now
And I can’t tell if you’re laughing
Between each smile there’s a tear in your eye
There’s a train leaving town in an hour
It’s not waiting for you and neither am I
«Swing for the fences, son», he must have told you once
That was a conversation you took nothing from
So raise your glass now
Let’s celebrate exactly what you’ve done
Just put off another day of knowing where you’re from
You can catch up with yourself, if you run.
Is this the life that you lead? The life that’s lead for you?
Will you take the road that’s been laid out before you?
Will we cross paths somewhere else tonight?
Somewhere else tonight?