YELLOW BALLOON
©Trev Teasdel, Coventry, November 1969


Chorus
See the Yellow Balloon
sailing in the sky
See it rise, see it fall
over blue shimmering lakes.
Wish I was free like that Yellow balloon
Wish I was free like that Yellow balloon
Wish I was free like that Yellow balloon.


Taking deep breaths in the vestal clear air
and to bathe in the sunshine where
the rays have no obstruction at all.
Oh I wish I was free like that Yellow balloon


Heavy rain, stabbing pain
It falls upon the ground
Tall grass, field rats
slug worms, earth worms
I hide inside the milk churns of my mind.


Tractor wheels ploughing fields
Balloon is out of tune.
Thick mud, deep puddles.
Too many minds are anxious muddles.


Wish I were free
like the yellow balloon.
And the sun shone all of the time.
I’d sit upon the steeple spires
High above the city fires,
high above the mist.


You toil everyday to earn your pay
just to stay alive.
While commercial magnets rob you
and politicians stick you in their human zoo.
Wish I was free like that yellow balloon.