Balloon Boy / My World

Balloon Boy: I am just a balloon, What do you expect me to do, I drift wherever the wind may blow, Alter and fall to the ground, My friends say it's better not to help yourself out, What seems to be the situation I've found, Or maybe it's the other way around, Either way I've got no say in where I'll drift to now. My World: From the earth out come the birds, What happened in between, It's not all kinds, but I lead, The rest is faded to time, And the east is flooded with wine, The past is in my head before the ingest, La la la, la la la, la la la la la la la la, La la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la, La la la la la la la la laa.