The Upside Down of Sinking Songtext
von Lucy Kruger & The Lost Boys

There are a bunch of balloons in my hands
I′m not sure where they come from
I'm attached and I′m unhinged
Perhaps it will not be long

If I could just hold on to these
Until my flesh wears thin
I wonder if they'd pick me up
The upside-down of sinking

There are a bunch of balloons in my hands
There are blue roots in my bones
I've drawn them in to drift to you
I wonder if you′ve noticed


The drip of dirt that trails behind
The smell of sullied home
I′m trying not to water it
But still it seems to grow
Still it seems to grow

Don't go
Don′t go
Soon I'll know
Soon I′ll know
How to let my history go
How to let my history go
Don't go
Don′t go
Soon I'll know
Soon I'll know
How to let my history go
And to think that I thought I could do it alone
Oh marry me
Oh mystery
Oh misery