Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Sink into your float

It's that moment when the balloon string slips from your fingers. That split second when you realize that the joy, the laughter, the boundless goodness has slipped away and everything becomes dark. You sink into your float - adrift. 

Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our jet is crashing in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

I've stood in a thousand street scenes
Just around the corner from you
On the edge of a dream that you have
Has anybody ever told you it's not coming true

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon
The weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon
The weather had its way with you
Farewell my black balloon

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