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
This balloon, burning
This balloon, burning
This balloon, burning
Fragments of my life
Falling the sky on fire
All consuming
Then I see balloon is burning
Turning round, burning
This balloon, burning
This balloon, burning
This balloon, burning
This balloon, burning
