Jack went out one stormy day To see where his feet would go They took him from his sleeping town Across land both high and low They took him through the velvet streets Where men walked on their toes And down the slopes Where bottled hell And blind men lie in rows Jack walked through the treacle swamps And crossed the salt dry plains He passed he house where tall, thin dogs Pulled on their iron chains He heard the songs of seed germ girls Who warmed the frozen fields And as Jack walked He felt the corn Push up his tired heels He saw the heathens` heather hills He watched a boiling sea He met a man with wooden hands Carved from an old fruit tree The old man said he dreamt at night Of blossom roots and knives And that night when Jack went to sleep He dreamt of damson pies Jack walked out one stormy day To see where his feet would go They took him north, they took him east But never took him home
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