Hot Air Balloon

We wrote a prelude, to our own fairy tale

And bought a parachute, at a church rummage sale

And with a 'mean' sewing machine, and miles of thread

We sowed the day above l.a. in navy and red

We wound a race track, through your moms kitchen chairs

And fought the shadows back, down your dark basement stairs

I lit a match then let it catch, to light up the room

And then you yelled as we beheld an old maroon hot air balloon

I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

We drank the great lakes, like cold lemonade

And both got stomach aches, sprawled out in the shade

So bored to death you held your breath, and I tried not to yawn

You made my frown turn upside down, and now my worries are gone

I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down