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Airplanes lyrics
I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed
I grew up where growing up makes me awkward and proud
I grew up where it was a difficult drive to the airport
And I hope you have a good ride
â€~Cause my mother, you know, she doesn't like to fly
I grew up where it was a difficult drive to the airport
But I grew up
School, school, swimming pool
I walk barefoot home from school
School, school
And mother, that's a hard word
The things that you're leaving
The things that you're missing
The things you don't know
And father, that's a hard word
Things that you're needing
The things that you're missing
The things you don't show
And how happy do you have to be to be happy?
How sad do you have to be to be sad?
And do you have to be sad?
Do you have to be?
I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed
Part of these releases
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- Track 10 on The Purple Tape
- 9 Do You Sleep?
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- Track 20 on The Purple Tape Disc 2
- 19 Do You Sleep?
- 21 Bringing the Past to the Present
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