Dream Ballet

If I could be somewhere flying

If I could be lifted high

I would never let the cheering die

If I could be elevated

If I could pas de bourrée

I would never leave this fever dream ballet

But I'm gone as yesterday's news

Yeah I'm gone in a bottle of Grey Goose

Comedown tastes like grapefruit

Come down, feel my pain move

If I could be somewhere flying

If I could be lifted high

I would never let the cheering die

If I could be elevated

If I could pas de bourrée

I would never leave this fever dream ballet

But I'm gone in a preacher's sermon

Yeah I'm gone in a bottle of bourbon

Lost in the bustling urban

Toss back, feel it burning

But if I could be flying far as

Oklahoma's rising star

I'll go through it scorned, feathered, and tarred

If I could be elevated

If I could pas de bourrée

I would never leave this fever dream ballet

Only it's a daydream

Gone away

But if I could be somewhere flying

If I could be lifted high

I would never let the cheering die

If I could be somewhere flying

If I could be lifted high

I would never let the cheering die, oh

If I could be elevated

If I could pas de bourrée

I would never leave this fever dream ballet

Fever dream ballet