Gas Ex Machina

From somewhere behind him, deep in the woods, the boy heard some shouting
And striping the trees all around him, a flickering light cast long shadows, bowing
He froze in his tracks, should he run? Should he call out? Or perhaps he should hide
Outside his small town, he could not be sure that people were kind
But then the voice of his sister cut through the night, and then another sister, and another

And then his father called his name
And he ran toward the lanterns, relieved but ashamed
And as he burst from the trees into his father's arms
He saw the old mill a few yards from his farm

I finally hit a wall
Flat and black, smooth as glass
High or low, I could not pass
At the very end of the very last inch, I was stopped

All at once from down below
A rumbling came up through my throat
I tried to keep it down inside
I don't know why I'm so polite, oh, lord

I burped so long and hard
The big black wall just cracked apart
And with a gaseous force, I started to spin back to where I had come from
Surrounded by broken bits of black wall
I reached out and caught one, positioned myself on it
Just like an egg on a biscuit, I rode that new sky piece
Down through the clouds as I aimed for the field by the side of my house
Blazed it