I'm packed tight and alone
My bedroom just don't feel like a home
I tie myself to a big balloon
And set myself free
My plan begins to unravel
Enamored with my alternate air travel
I float over the lakes below
Blinded by light pollution glow
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Red and yellow, white and black
Going through the valley then getting pulled back
Barometric pressure punching me on each side
Checking to see if I'm still alive
Dead communities that I used to sleep in
Out in the sky, they're just millions of heathens
Hogging up our resources and throwing away trash
Digging up more ditches just to fill them with ash
B-A-L-L-O-O-N