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[ti:balloon#3] |
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[ar:the candle thieves] |
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[al:] |
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There were balloons in the sky |
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When his last night arrived, |
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He was led to the chaplain of his crime. |
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They promised him not too much pain, |
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He begged for them to change, |
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But the judge declared he couldn’t be saved. |
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He had no other family |
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So his legacy would be a space with a number |
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As sodium cyanide filled the chamber. |
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Don’t let go |
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Of your balloon. |
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Da da da da da |
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Da da da da |
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Da da da da |
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There were balloons in they sky |
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When he took his own life, |
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There was love but at school |
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It was unaccepted. |
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For the one he longed to kiss |
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He cried tears as the fists beat him down, |
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Led him home to finally end it. |
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And as he lay asleep that night |
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They told him there’s no |
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Bigger word than love I can think of. |
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If there was, I would say it, |
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Rewind, then replay it |
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For you, my only. |
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The note to his mother read, |
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“I’m so sorry.” |
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Don’t let go |
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Of your balloon. |
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Da da da da da |
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Da da da da |
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Da da da da |
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Flying it up |
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Through the trees, |
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Brushing it up against the leaves, |
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Something, something seemed to fit. |
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A hundred thousand red balloons he untied, |
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Took off his shoes, |
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And jumped |
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And jumped. |
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One two three four |
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Two two three four |
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Three two three four |
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Stuff two three |
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There were balloons in the sky |
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On the night she survived |
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As the groups marched through her hometown. |
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They all yelled patriotic, |
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In a confused rhetoric, |
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And they sung for her to go home. |
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But I am just like you, |
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I was born and raised amongst you, |
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So not matter what you put me through , |
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Your love is hate but my love stays true . |
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Da da da da da |
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Da da da da |
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Da da da da |
