Platanus /ˈplætənəs/ is a genus comprising a small number of tree species native to the Northern Hemisphere. They are the sole living members of the family Platanaceae.
All members of Platanus are tall, reaching 30–50 m (98–164 ft) in height. All except for P. kerrii are deciduous, and most are found in riparian or other wetland habitats in the wild, though proving drought-tolerant in cultivation. The hybrid London Plane has proved particularly tolerant of urban conditions.
They are often known in English as planes or plane trees. Some North American species are called sycamores (especially Platanus occidentalis), although the term sycamore also refers to the fig Ficus sycomorus, the plant originally so named, and to the Sycamore Maple Acer pseudoplatanus.
The flowers are reduced and are borne in balls (globose heads); 3–7 hairy sepals may be fused at the base, and the petals are 3–7 and are spatulate. Male and female flowers are separate, but borne on the same plant (monoecious). The number of heads in one cluster (inflorescence) is indicative of the species (see table below). The male flower has 3–8 stamens; the female has a superior ovary with 3–7 carpels. Plane trees are wind-pollinated. Male flower-heads fall off after shedding their pollen.
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and i know you'll be leaving one day
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lets seran wrap for the weekend
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and run and run til our chests are fit to burst
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the future is dead
that's what you said
its all in your head you see
not mine
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we thought we could make a difference
be remembered when the pyramids are dust
but we've had to learn that these bridges that we build
can be as fragile as a loved one's trust
the future is dead
that's what you said
its all in your head you see
not mine
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bye bye love
the future is dead
that's what you said
its all in your head you see
not mine
i am fine
i'm alive
i've arrived
the future is dead
that's what you said
its all in your head you see
not mine
i am fine
i'm alive
i've arrived
lets forget about the question
we've been dragging 'round for years
clear the smokey air between us
then say goodbye