Bunches of balloons
Drifting so seamlessly through space
They vanish into open air
Discovering what’s new
Leaving all their things behind
The freedom now to roam the world​

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Pigments of color fill the air
Surrounded by particles of light​

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Wide eyed little girl
Wondering if someday she might fly
The sun falls down illuminates
The steps she takes a canvas
Space and time she paints her way
Like big balloons in a clear blue sky​

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Pigments of color fill her eyes
Juxtapose the elements of light​

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Ohh ohh ohh​

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Handcuffed to the page
No wonder she’s forced to tell a lie
Yeah I could write a book and base a movie on these words
Depicting how the little girl jumped off the page and came to life​

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If only she could see herself
As all the little children’s eyes saw her​