Paper Airplane Weather
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Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
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Écoute ce morceau sur la radio communautaire Anthem.
The forecast in the schoolyard says it's paper airplane weather
Fifty folded fuselages flying off together
I wrote your name in pencil on the left side of the wing
So the wind would have a reason to remember everything
Fly, little paper plane, fly
Past the flagpole and the fence and the ridiculous sky
If you fall in her garden, if you land in her hair
Say the words I never said and pretend I was there
I am terrible at talking, I'm a genius with a fold
I can build a little glider out of everything I'm told
And the janitor is watching with a broom and with a grin
Like he used to throw them too, way back when
Fly, little paper plane, fly
Past the flagpole and the fence and the ridiculous sky
If you fall in her garden, if you land in her hair
Say the words I never said and pretend I was there
Somewhere over Ohio there's a squadron in the trees
Full of everything that anybody ever meant to squeeze
Into eleven little lines and a crooked little heart
And the weather is forever, and the weather's where we start
Fly, little paper plane, fly
Past the flagpole and the fence and the ridiculous sky
If you fall in her garden, if you land in her hair
Say the words I never said and pretend I was there
Paper airplane weather, paper airplane weather