I'm flying a hot air balloon
I'm crashing through the clouds
Below the pavement buzzes
And the people – they all shout
But up here the air is thin and clean
The landscape's made of fog
And if you ask me to come down from here
I may not answer you at all
Because my head's been inside
Books about the rises and the falls
And if you want my opinion
Men always stand too tall, stand too tall
And it's warm in the sky
I can feel my body rise
I'm getting higher and higher
I'm feeling lighter and lighter
And that soil don't suit my feet
Because this ride is fueled by fire
I'm flying a hot air balloon
There's sunbeams in my skin
The shadow of Calliope
Is bound to do me in
A V of geese is winging
By my shoulder, they're winking
Because the map of all their feathers
Tells the places I have been
So clip the sandbags
From the basket
Let the ropes start dangling
Goodbye to all the rooftops
And to every busy thing, you busy thing
And it's warm in the sky
I can feel my body rise
I'm getting higher and higher
I'm feeling lighter and lighter
And that soil don't suit my feet
Because this ride is fueled by fire
I'm flying a hot air balloon
I'm tonguing fresh ozone
I'm losing sight of the circuit boards
The chess games and the clones
The atmosphere's
Delectable on a Sunday afternoon
Forget work and school
And credit cards that
Keep me in my room
Because the open blue
Is inviting me
To shed all of my silver rings
Stretch my bare fingers out
Let fall the weight of everything, oh everything
And it's warm in the sky
I can feel my body rise
I'm getting higher and higher
I'm feeling lighter and lighter
I'm getting higher and higher
I'm feeling lighter and lighter
And that soil don't suit my feet
Because this ride is fueled by fire