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