Tin Foil Plane

I went to sea a thousand times
in search of treasures to cure my bug bites.
In my castle walls built of Grandma's bricks,
and my drawbridge made of candlesticks.
I think sometime I got too brave.
Some season new to me came into my head,
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,
til the swan song from the paper cranes
alerted signal fires and guessing games.
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 met a man when I was a child
with a backwards grin and nobody in his view.
If he had that sweet little plane,
he would be on his 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 home.
Tin foil plane take me home.