Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Ominous Balloons

Open the door, see he brought smiles and flowers
Home from the war, life is good, life is good
Give him that look, hold him a while
It's all back in place, like before, like before, like before

Lay down in bed, give what you can
Make all the noise, show him he's loved, show him love
Peel back the act, wash off your mask
You still have your dreams, what you were, who you were

Catch the birthday balloons floating high
Ominous balloons touch the sky
Don't look away you'll miss their parade
Over the moon

Twenty years now the kids grow away
With their fancy jobs and fancy cars, life is good, life is good
Christmas they visit presents and all
See their faces all grown, life runs fast from the past

Catch the birthday balloons floating high 
Ominous balloons touch the sky
Don't look away you'll miss their parade
Over the moon

"I was married at the age of nineteen,
Felt my whole life get on the tracks
Sure I guess Life ain't what I dreamed.
But it's too late, there ain't no going back-

Sixty years done, he's gone and I'm here, with his name"

Don't look away you'll miss yesterday,
Under the moon

No Shit, This Is It, Carnival

Buckle up your seat belt get ready for the ride
Sunny skies ahead without a rain drop in sight
This roller coasters running can't see the final drop
Don't close your eyes you'll miss the ride get ready, it's starting up

Georgie doesn't want to ride he says, "Mama let me off"
She says, "Sorry babe it's too late now, you're on and buckled up."
Now the car is getting faster and there's no slowing down
She look's at George, the ride she put him on and wants to turn around

But Georgie disappears, she faces the first drop
And realizes she left him at the candy gift shop

Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
Where everyone else, is through, is through, is you, is you
Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
What you gonna do?

We have bearded ladies shaving, nasty mancat bathing
A lizard who talks a fish who walks and a mom on a runaway train
Mirrors that give direction, children of religious obsession
An angry God, a friendly mob, a mom who's jumping off

As she feels herself falling her arms turn into wings
Georgie sees a familiar bird he's only met in dreams
He throws his hands up high, reaches towards the sky
She swoops him up and puts him on a golden carousel with toys, with joys, with money

Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
Where everyone else is Through, is Through, is YOU, is YOU
Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
What you gonna do?

Mind your manners boy as you enter this funhouse
People are trying to dream
Be careful once you're in you might never make it out
People are not what they seem

"Mama fly, fly me away, I'm scared mama, I don't want to stay"
Too late

Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
Where everyone else, is you, is you, is you, is you!
Welcome to the "No Shit, This Is It, Carnival"
What you gonna do?