| Lyrics: | New york -
Grey and sorrow there to meet her.
Night sky hangs
Around to greet
her
She throws down
Lifeline of kisses.
Anchored to the ground.
Balloon
descending.
Then i see balloon is burning,
Turning round
burning.
This balloon, burning.
Fragments of my
life
Falling
Sky of tire
All consuming.
Then i see balloon is
burning.
Turning round burning.
This balloon, burning. |