Bottle Rockets - Kim Janssen
I carry out the chairs
And find the colored lights in the garden shed
There are boxes on the stairs
Full of rockets and dragon eggs
Are you scared to sleep out on the grass by the pool
Where the spirits move in the water
That you'll wake up and it's already dark
And you're suddenly much older
You hear the kids in the yard
Coming back from the neighbours
You wonder if one day
They will become strangers
The fires rise up from their little hands
And transform in the sky into showers of light
I'll find your hummingbird cake and the blue raspberry jam
We'll fry our brains on a sugar high
Tie your feet or you'll shoot off in the night
With the violet balloons
And the mighty wolf blows the candles out
And howls to the moon
