It's a balloon far away that I can see far away Like the balloon flying away that is usually seen And it has an odd shape in the distance That doesn't diminish it stays in my sight And doesn't finish Then a slight swirl Takes over my mind My irises return After being miles away! Then I find that there's no balloon Like the balloon usually seen But some type of insect Like the insect Usually hanging right in front of me And I walk towards it and I take another step Now I find myself right below, right below, it Now here I am! ♪ Below the spider Hanging from its thread Hanging from the tree No it's not a balloon far away that I can see far way No it's not a balloon far away No it's not a balloon far away No it's not a balloon