To our own fairy tale
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 race track
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
[Chorus]
I'll be out of my 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 up and touch the treetops over town
I can't wait
To kiss the ground
Wherever we touch back down
[/Chorus]
La la la la la laaa
La la la la la laaa
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
[Chorus 2x]
I'm going on a hot air balloon ride
Okay, side notes: I've been a reading machine and I have a new favourite author named Jane Yolen, I don't have my social anxiety disorder anymore
I've been getting ridiculously good grades, we have midterm report cards on Tuesday!
I am thanking for Thanks Giving even though I dislike turkey. An extra day of sleep










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WISTFUL
Wishes left on your lips
The mark of their wings.
Regrets fly kites in your eyes.
-Carl Sandburg (<3)
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WISTFUL
Wishes left on your lips
The mark of their wings.
Regrets fly kites in your eyes.
-Carl Sandburg (<3)
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WISTFUL
Wishes left on your lips
The mark of their wings.
Regrets fly kites in your eyes.
-Carl Sandburg (<3)
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