Song Description

"Paper Boats" is a love song for people who've stopped waiting for perfect and started appreciating good enough. The lyrics follow a couple navigating small domestic moments--half-finished grocery lists, neighbors through thin walls, plans that never quite launch--and finding peace in the trying. Sonically, it sits in modern indie-pop territory: punchy but warm production, upfront vocals with subtle texture, and a groove that moves without pushing. The chorus lands on "we're good at almost" as a statement of acceptance rather than defeat. Works well for slice-of-life content, relationship montages, coming-of-age scenes, or any moment that needs to feel real, hopeful, and gently forward-moving.

Lyrics

Verse 1:
You're teaching me card tricks with half a deck
The missing pieces make it more honest, you said
And the ceiling fan wobbles just enough to notice
Like it's keeping time with some slower focus

We've been talking about leaving since June
But August came quick with the same afternoon
Where we fold our plans into shapes that won't float
Just to watch them sink like paper boats

Chorus:
And we're good at almost
Better at not quite
We're champions of close
In the fading light
Every maybe is a masterpiece
Every pause a small release
We're professional ghosts
Of the things we might

Verse 2:
The grocery list is becoming abstract art
Three weeks old and we still haven't started
But there's something clean about an empty fridge
Like we're living on air and the view from the bridge

You practice Spanish with the couple next door
Through walls too thin to keep secrets anymore
And I've learned to love the sound of trying
When the words don't work but the meaning's not lying

(Chorus)

Bridge:
Tomorrow's a country we'll never visit
Today's the only passport that fits it
You shuffle the cards like you're sorting through time
And deal us a future that's perfectly fine

Final Chorus:
And we're good at almost
Better at not quite
Making friends with close
In the dimming light
Every perhaps is a work of art
Every pause a place to start
We're professional ghosts
But we're doing alright
Yeah, we're doing alright