Balloons
So many years, so many dark memories.So many fears, we've now put to ease.
Pain makes you do things you never knew you could do.
Is it all real, or déjà-vu?
But now the party's over, now the guests are gone.
It's already past our bedtime, it's already almost dawn...
Just like balloons, we soar on our own.
Finally free from the pain of our home.
And just like balloons, that no one will hold.
Free from the truth that no one will know...
Just little children not at all strange.
Until the lights went out and everything changed.
Alone and afraid for oh, how long.
Wounding what did we do wrong...
Cause now the party's over, and everyone is red.
I feel sick to my stomach, or am I sick in my head?
Just like balloons, we soar on our own.
Finally free from the pain of our home.
And just like balloons, that no one can hold.
Free from the truth that no one will know...
All of the pain...
Far from the past...
Yet echoes of screams...
Forever will last...
Just like balloons, we soar on our own.
Finally free from the pain of our home.
And just like balloons, that no one can hold.
Free from the truth that no one knows...
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