He Shot Me Down

12 01 2012

I was a high-flying plane

A migratory bird

A hot air balloon

Happy as a clown

But then he shot me down

Down, Down, Down

Still happy as a clown

A very stupid clown

I fell in love with the ground

Terra firma was nice

But pure joy has a price

A love swollen heart

I was told would suffice

So small a fee

I seemed to me

I had traded my heart for lies

And watched my fantasy

Unravel before my eyes

That cruel boy

He shot me down

With arrows dipped

In liquid lies of love

But I escaped

Higher, Higher, Higher

And patched myself up

Love is something

Of which I’ve had enough

 

 

 

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