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Owl City - Hot Air Balloon

We wrote a prelude to our own fairytale
And bought a parachute at a church rummage sale
And with a mean sewing machine and miles of thread
We sewed the day above L.A. in navy and red
We wound a racetrack through your mom's kitchen chairs
And fought the shadows back down your dark basement stairs
I lit a match then let it catch to light up the room
And then you yelled as we beheld an old maroon

Hot air balloon

I'll be out of mind
and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon
So let's spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket behind
Lean out and touch the tree tops over town
I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down
la la la la la la
la la la la la la

We drank the great lakes like cold lemonade
And both got stomach aches sprawled out in the shade
So bored to death you held your breath and I tried not to yawn
You made my frown turn upside down and now my worries are gone

I'll be out of mind
and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon
So let's spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket behind
Lean out and touch the tree tops over town
I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

I'll be out of mind
and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon
So let's spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon
Leave your jacket behind
Lean out and touch the tree tops over town
I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

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