Lyrics

Boarded the plane, just want to nap,
Tray table down, got my neck pillow cap.
But behind me, a tiny set of feet—
Thump, thump, thump, to a toddler beat.
Mom’s on her phone, dad’s in a book,
I’m counting the minutes, giving desperate looks.
Oh, the seat’s a drum,
And my patience is thin,
If I turn around now,
Do I lose or win?
Seat 14B, please stop kicking me!
We’re thirty thousand feet,
In a flying symphony.
Seat 14B, I just want some peace—
But your tiny shoes
Got me losing my cool, at least!
Flight attendant smiles, “Is everything okay?”
I just nod and laugh, what else can I say?
I try to meditate, I try to ignore,
But every little kick shakes me to my core.
Maybe you’re restless, maybe you’re bored,
Maybe you just need to run down the corridor.
I was a kid once, I get the deal—
But my lower back’s begging for a little more chill.
Thank you, little buddy, for reminding me
That patience is a virtue at thirty thousand feet.
Seat 14B, please stop kicking me!
We’re all in this together,
In this sky-bound jamboree.
Seat 14B, let’s call a truce tonight—
I’ll buy you a juice
If you let me sleep right!