Like 3 feet tall, the Jackal man
He's waiting for the touch of his hand
Polishing his mask, all without a plan
Like the every daily
Wish that bothers the Jackal Man
Could I do something to make him laugh?
In my scarlet chamber made of glass
So he lived the
Jackal Man, Jackal Man
Buried his heart in the sand
So he stands
To watch the whole wide world
From a can
Way up high, in the sky
A shadow obscuring his eyes
Ain't it nice?
The life forever for
Dreaming
Like 3 feet tall the Jackal Man
He's waiting for the touch of his hand
Falling to hubris, still without a plan
Once his every daily
Hope had powered the Jackal Man
I'll find a way to remind him that
Even if broken, I am more than glass
So he lived the
Jackal Man, Jackal Man
Buried his heart in the sand
So he stands
To watch the whole wide world
From a can
Way up high, in the sky
The sun will shine in his eyes
Ain't it nice?
This life forever for
Dreaming
