New Orleans artist Josef Lamercier steps back into the spotlight with The Moon A Balloon, a soulful slow-burner that captures tragedy, resilience, and the ache of remembering.
Warm guitar acoustics wrap around his haunting vocals, pulling you into a lush, intimate soundscape where the weight of experience hums beneath every note.
Lamercier’s voice drifts between mellow reflection and urgent delivery, mirroring the emotional terrain he traces — from the lingering scars of Hurricane Katrina to the restless need for survival.
“The Moon A Balloon is a musical stamp of tragedy and overcoming childhood wounds in my journey,” he shares, a statement that sits heavy against the track’s evocative backdrop.
There’s no rush in The Moon A Balloon, but every second feels tethered to something raw and essential.
As the tempo subtly lifts, vulnerability remains at its core, carrying the listener through scenes of chaos, hope, and bittersweet nostalgia.
Lamercier’s storytelling flows with the same natural current as the song’s dreamy arrangement, making The Moon A Balloon a stirring, deeply human return.
You might also like:
- Jhyve And Jessie Reyez Navigate Loves Labyrinth In Love In Me
- ROE Wraps Vulnerability and Desire on In My Skin
- SZA’s Snooze Lyrics: A Deep Dive into the Meaning and Symbolism of the Song
- She’s For The Streets: Òlah Bliss’s R&B Anthem of Vulnerability and Strength
Josef Lamercier The Moon A Balloon Lyrics
What’s a man to do
If you say we’re all doomed to you
Hold my feelings close
If the moon was a balloon
Sweet dog day afternoon
Running wild, free your mind
Forest fire,
Fire signs
Burned me out
Burning tires to get you
Get it thru your mind
What was yours was mine
Need some clarifying
A Peace of mind
What’s a man to do
If you say we’re all doomed to you
Hold my feelings close
If the moon was a balloon
Kids running thru traffic how maniac of us
If this is the end of the world
Guessing we all f*****
Hazardous luck
Thinking back on the last year
All the black kids on the block
Red and blues calling back up
Chain gang how they line us all up
Can you please have mercy
Imperfect, I’m flesh and blood
Sweat stains on my white tee
My granny gon be mad at us
Bleach out all the pain
Hope the hurricanes don’t leave water lines
What’s a man to do
If you say we’re all doomed to you
Hold my feelings close
If the moon was a balloon