Floating Orbiting Floating, floating Feathers in the air Orbiting, orbiting In whose milky way? Locked my blue balloon, Our blue balloon Down in the basement Where they used to keep the moon Next to the fool who tried to steal the stars And almost made it No need for a spaceship To visit my galaxy So he came Back for tea with our monsters With a frog in his hand His hand If the sky was in a bag Would the sun still shine? If your sin was in my bag, Would our sky not die? Floating, floating Feathers, up they went Orbiting, orbiting In whose milky way? Floating... Floating...