Lost Balloons

Lost Balloons - Steve Gates/Jenn Grant

I found her note of interest

Underneath this old balloon

Lost here in a hurricane

On this island here marooned

Note said I'm the one you're searchin' for

I am the diamond for which men die

I'm the queen of quinpool road

Where the ocean meets the sky

So I rowed all evening

Rowed on into the night

I held the balloon close

As the land crept out of sight

I found her home by starlight

Tiny dory lost at sea

She was lyin' on her back

An' she smiled up in me

Well I found the home beside her

There in the comforts of her eyes

Now I feel like drinkin' less

And I feel like dancing more

An' I feel like drinkin' less and dancing more

An' I feel like drinkin' less and dancing more

An' I feel like drinkin' less and dancing more

Was like a sleepin' nation

Peaceful with not a watchful eye

She took out her swingin' sabers

An' covered me in powder rings

So I went back to the island

An' destroyed all the lost balloons

But I cannot keep them off

An' they'll be here again soon

So one day she came to see me

Said she was in need of somethin' new

Said kiss me and I'll go

I said maybe you don't have to go

I said maybe you don't have to go

I said maybe you don't have to go

I said maybe you don't have to go

I found an inch of truth

Runnin' loose in our old room

But there always miles of mystery in the halls

Miles of mystery in the halls

Miles of mystery in the halls

Miles in the halls

Yey yey

Ahhhh

Yey yey

Ahhhh

Yey yey

Ahhhh

Yey yey

Ahhhh

I found the homes beside her

There in the comforts of her eyes

Now I feel like drinkin' less

And I feel like dancing more

Ohhh