Sleeper Train - Paper Aeroplanes

The cloudy head, my legs are lead, the thinking’s overdone

This sleeper train’s a day away, from where it once begun

And he-------e, is a place called home

He---------e, is the great unknown

And I’m ready, to go

I let you win, translucent skin, you tip-toed in with stealth

I just let go, of rules, I know, the ones I set myself

And he------ere, did you hear him go?

Fle-------eting, as west Wales snow

But I’m ready, ready now

I’m ready, to know

When something, in this place

Reveals, a hollow space

And if doubt crosses your face

I’m too far away, to see

The pain is wet, too close you get;

the colours only run

And the lines will bleed on empty sheets, when all is said and done

I’m he----ere, as the towns fly past

He----ere, as the die is cast

I’m ready, ready now

I’m ready, ready now

I’m ready, ready now

I’m ready, at last