Take me above the reaches of the fire
Where its fingers can stretch no
Higher
Take me to a land where I won't tire
Of everything so quickly
Take me higher
Lighter than the spark that flies in the wind
Lighter than the thought of the happiest man
Lighter than the thought of perfect beauty
Lighter than the light that incites faithful hands
Lighter than the god that they wave for in heaven
Make me higher
Destination is nigher
But I
Am not quite exulted
Rather insulted
That you would think
That this is high enough
Take me higher
Follow the notes that dance from the choir
Into the open air where they can only take me
Higher
Tiptoe across the telephone wire
Grab onto a bird so it can take me
Higher
Where the clouds are hobbits and the sky is their shire
Through the neverending depths of space
Take me higher