Our context engine found "balloons" used in 7 musical pieces, reflecting its semantic importance.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
balloons
Singer: foals
there's this thing called
we fly balloons on this fuel called
we fly balloons on this fuel called love
there's this thing called
we fly balloons on this fuel called
we fly balloons on this fuel called love
Singer: thundamentals
i felt your spirit in the wind
we threw a hundred blue balloons for you
a hundred blue balloons for you
i felt your spirit in the wind
we threw a hundred blue balloons for you
a hundred blue balloons for you
Singer: katie melua
maybe had i looked up i would have seen that
the sky is full of red balloons
red balloons are full of broken hearts
maybe had i looked up i would have seen that
the sky is full of red balloons
red balloons are full of broken hearts
Singer: marina & the diamonds
are we the wrong damn people in the wrong damn room
we broke our glass balloons
we let go of their glass balloons
are we the wrong damn people in the wrong damn room
we broke our glass balloons
we let go of their glass balloons
Singer: marina & the diamonds
we let them fly too high and they shattered too soon. are we the wrong damn people in the wrong damn room?
we broke our glass balloons. we let go of their glass balloons. we broke our glass balloon. let go of my glass balloon.
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we let them fly too high and they shattered too soon. are we the wrong damn people in the wrong damn room?
we broke our glass balloons. we let go of their glass balloons. we broke our glass balloon. let go of my glass balloon.
end
Singer: stephen lynch
well i hope the law enforcement agents can't tell from my face
i've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place
i'm sweating and i'm nervous and i need a little air
well i hope the law enforcement agents can't tell from my face
i've got 3 balloons of coke in an uncomfortable place
i'm sweating and i'm nervous and i need a little air
Singer: black, cilla
and of my nights i make black paper roses
and to my afternoons i take fancy balloons
i love the silver of your gold
and of my nights i make black paper roses
and to my afternoons i take fancy balloons
i love the silver of your gold