Colby lies in silence
but it's white and she is warm
with the curtains flowing gently by her bed
Colby lifts her head and says "Mom, you know I'm ready.
But I think I'll wait and see the show instead."
So she calls to tell the story and she's trying not to cry
but she doesn't know the numbers and she cannot make a choice
a wave of heat rolls through her and she gives it one more try
and she presses a few buttons and then she hears a voice
I'll sing to you balloons and sun
before the saints and angels come
it's far too soon but it's begun
Colby's going up tonight
A man is running through the airport
with a package in his hand
and he's fighting through the mannequins in line
and he buckles in for takeoff with the package on his lap
and he hopes to God he reaches her in time
I'll sing to you balloons and sun
before the saints and angels come
it's far too soon but it's begun
and Colby's going up tonight
Colby's going up tonight
They're gathering around her
and suddenly the man comes rushing in
Now Colby's eyes are closed because it hurts too much to look
but I'll tell you all the pretty things
like red balloons on pretty strings
and birds and clouds
and light
I'll sing to you balloons and sun
before the saints and angels come
it's far too soon but it's begun
Colby's going up tonight
