It's a balloon far away that I can see far away
Like the balloon flying away that is usually seen
And it has an odd shape in the distance
That doesn't diminish it stays in my sight
And doesn't finish
Then a slight swirl
Takes over my mind
My irises return
After being miles away!
Then I find that there's no balloon
Like the balloon usually seen
But some type of insect
Like the insect
Usually hanging right in front of me
And I walk towards it and I take another step
Now I find myself right below, right below, it...
Now here I am!
Below the spider
Hanging from its thread
Hanging from the tree
No it's not a balloon far away that I can see far away
No it's not a balloon far away
No it's not a balloon far away
No it's not a balloon