The
yellow balloons
Flying
high in the sky
It
tells us something
We
mustn't stay afraid
Up
with the wind
The
yellow balloons float away
Knowing
not where it will land
It
feels good to stay free
Down
in the corridor of power
The
corruption afraid to take flight
It
is afraid others may know
The
dirty wealth in the portfolios
It
isn't like the yellow balloons
It
is flying clearly in the sky
Everyone
can see it
There
is nothing to hide
Down
in the shadows of corridor
The
corruption afraid to melt
They
trying to flee to a corrupted well
But
floods arrive the toll is high
Somewhere
in the sky
The
yellow balloons fly
The
freedom with the whirring wind
The
sound of whispers caressing the ears
What
will it be?
Stay
afraid leave in fear?
Bury
the corrupted unchained the chain
Let
us fly free in the sky!
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