Small Plane - Bill Callahan

You used to take me up

I watched and learned

How to fly

No navigation system

Beyond our eyes

Watching

I always went wrong in the same place

Where the river splits towards the sea

That couldn’t possibly be

You and me

Sometimes you sleep while I take us home

That’s when I know

We really have a home

I never like to land

Getting back up seems impossibly grand

We do it with ease

Danger, I never think of danger

I really am a lucky man

Flying this small plane

I like it when I take the controls from you

And when you take the controls from me

I really am a lucky man

Flying this small plane

Eyes scan the path ahead

And all around