Putting Out the Candles

Sitting on a park bench
Speaking well-rehearsed lines
Speaking to myself
As the grass around me grows
So high so high
Till rungs around it grows
Jack he is laughing
From the clouds with giants' gold

Speaking to an angel
Smoking golden halos
Rings of holy smoke
Till he sings a hymn and gets
So high so high
Till the ring around him glows
Jack he is laughing
From the clouds with giants' gold

Dragon in a costume
Putting out the candles
Swallowing the fire
And then breathing to the sky
So high so high
Till the stars burst into flames
Jack he is laughing
From the clouds with giants' gold

A demon with a hairdo
Reading from a menu
Sitting on a shoulder
On a plane that's cruising on
So high so high
As the wings fly through a dream
Jack he is laughing
From the clouds with giants' gold