[ti:Priest with Balloons] [ar:Tiny Ruins] [al:Some Were Meant For Sea] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Priest with Balloons - Tiny Ruins [00:16.34]Not regular party size [00:18.72]Waves crash on either side [00:23.54]He's wearing polypropylene [00:26.16]Clutching at straws [00:27.43]Holding onto string [00:33.98]What was he looking for [00:36.34]Truth [00:37.38]Or was it heaven [00:40.19]Or did he just want to go out with a bang [00:44.13]So to speak [00:47.81]He's put his helmet on [00:50.12]Steps out [00:51.73]Floats on into the sky [00:56.54]Goodbye [01:02.26]It's funny [01:02.76]But I can understand why [01:08.94]I want to live [01:12.86]Where the traffic controllers [01:14.53]Are ballet dancers [01:19.66]And billboards painted over with colours [01:26.05]Where unkindness is fined [01:27.88]In numbers of roses [01:33.25]And nobody feels like taking the commons [01:40.44]Nobody feels like taking the commons [01:49.22]While some were meant for sea [01:51.45]In tug boats [01:53.07]Round the shore's knee [01:56.21]Milling with the sand [01:58.01]And always coming back to land [02:02.64]For others [02:03.13]Up above [02:05.04]Is all they care to think of [02:09.82]Up there with the birds and clouds [02:12.55]And words don't follow [02:15.91]There are times when I [02:19.52]Sit down to tea [02:22.32]Some well meaning companion will ask me [02:29.38]How's it going with everything [02:35.94]Quite nicely [02:38.98]But I want to live [02:43.33]Where the traffic controllers [02:44.80]Are ballet dancers [02:50.17]And billboards painted over with colours [02:56.78]Where unkindness is fined [02:58.65]In numbers of roses [03:03.73]And nobody feels like taking the commons [03:10.58]Nobody feels like taking the commons [03:17.26]Nobody feels like taking the commons [03:25.63]Though time has soldiered on [03:27.92]I still think upon him [03:32.99]Waging with the sky he's crying goodbye [03:39.93]What was he looking for [03:42.29]Truth or was it Heaven [03:46.29]Or did he just want to go out with a bang [03:50.51]So to speak