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Fly away with me to faraway lands. We'll start over from scratch And pretend our past is nothing but fiction. Let's float away like balloons With no strings attached And see where the wind will take us. It wouldn't matter where we went. As long as we were together We could weather any storm. We could float back To days filled With carefree laughs and effortless smiles. We could soar together the way we once did Before we were punctured And crashed to solid ground. You used to live with the stars in your eyes And the sky as your only limit. But now there are rocks in your shoes Leaving you grounded to earth, Afraid to take off into the horizon. I look at you and see Your eyes dead Of any spark they once held. So I suppose this is goodbye. One last chance to throw away the restraints, Let go, and fly away once more Off into the distance. You can take my hand in yours Like you have so many times before. But your head is down With your eyes cast in mud, Stuck in the filth that Cakes your feet to the earth. Can you feel the wind beneath you Ready to swallow you whole? I raise my eyes to the setting sun Knowing in a few short hours Dawn will break again. Until then I'll just have to wait. Because I won't let you bring me down Like the lead balloon you have become.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 10:52 PM UTC
Lead Balloons
Fly away with me to faraway lands. We'll start over from scratch And pretend our past is nothing but fiction. Let's float away like balloons With no strings attached And see where the wind will take us. It wouldn't matter where we went. As long as we were together We could weather any storm. We could float back To days filled With carefree laughs and effortless smiles. We could soar together the way we once did Before we were punctured And crashed to solid ground. You used to live with the stars in your eyes And the sky as your only limit. But now there are rocks in your shoes Leaving you grounded to earth, Afraid to take off into the horizon. I look at you and see Your eyes dead Of any spark they once held. So I suppose this is goodbye. One last chance to throw away the restraints, Let go, and fly away once more Off into the distance. You can take my hand in yours Like you have so many times before. But your head is down With your eyes cast in mud, Stuck in the filth that Cakes your feet to the earth. Can you feel the wind beneath you Ready to swallow you whole? I raise my eyes to the setting sun Knowing in a few short hours Dawn will break again. Until then I'll just have to wait. Because I won't let you bring me down Like the lead balloon you have become.
catherine-langton
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 10:52 PM UTC
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