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