I found you a place to hide,
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And you were lining out before their eyes.
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The sun seems too high to feel your ways
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That you will bring me pleasant new plates.
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Waving at airplanes, over the tree tops.
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Where can you go now
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While you¡¯re waving at airplanes.
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But you chased the tale of a dawn
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And I saw that you was wrong.
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The sun seems too hot for your ways
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And you bring me pleasant new plates.
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Waving at airplanes, under bridges, over clouds,
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How will you live now
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While you¡¯re waving at airplanes?
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Shoot me down, shoot me down,
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Shoot me down to the ground.
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Waving at airplanes, waving at airplanes,
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Waving at airplanes, waving at airplanes.
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How did you get there?
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What do you see there?
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I don¡¯t come neat there.
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Why you¡¯re waving at airplanes?
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Waving At Airplanes
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| Guided By Voices |
