Balloon Feather Boat Tomato
When you can't tell your life apart from your dreams
Follow the lights into the valley
Gently respond to the pull of a string
The knife will fall
Something will die
Something will die today
Follow the lights into the valley
Your body is heavy your body is cold
And it grows from a seed
It grows from a seed
You hold in your hand everything that you thought you'd sold
The feathers call
Something will fly
Something will fly today
And it grows from a seed
It grows from a seed
We are only beginning, just beginning to see
The tears will fall like rain
Someone will cry today
Someone will die
Someone will fly.......
Autor(es): Jason Webley