Howl's Moving Castle

I surfed an upward spiral through the roof, left a me-shaped hole/ And climbed a waterfall of muted blues up on a dream-made boat/ Emerald green flames rose right out my prototype Vans/ The pyrotechnics never wait until my motorbike lands/ See my overnight plans are more than just a little up in the air/ Might B&E the glass ceiling that isn't under repair/ Might go visit far reaches, hit big red buttons, get clear/ While that famous Lady Luck's still picking something to wear/ I'm falling up the rabbit hole with unknown means of propulsion/ They shot the scene without green screens, and couldn't keep me in focus/ With Roger Deakins behind the camera, I'm skydiving backwards/ With altered breathing, no CGI here to spice up the tracking/ I've got my vision pointed upwards like a Tarantino trunk shot/ But I'm scared to see the sunk costs of the carabiners I bought To secure myself to one spot, just to lift off regardless What if Icarus said somethign like "Engaging thrusters!"/ And flew past the sun with no major malfunctions/ And proved them all wrong, he'd be so far above them/ No doubt, he'd be so far above them/ I booked my residence in Howl's Moving Castle to travel/ In and out through a black hole with trajectories measured down to the fractals/ Projected out cannons on mecha shoulders/ Suspended for several moments as gravity set in motion/ I float to the top, carried by sounds of ondes Martenots/ The growth of snow particles aren't optimal but par for the course/ They're all talk, they don't think the goal's possible/ They scoffed and wrote articles so volatile to harm every source/ I used to build these wax wings, working too many days and/ Never lackadaisical, like Perfect Blue animation/ Bursting through the gates of Tarturus' basement/ With a certain agent to make a person "SAY WHAT?"/ Take a tour through my humble abode/ Furnishings covered by those, poorly drawn blueprints that show/ Ships that separate at two-stages, rocket boot laces un-tied/ While fuel gauges are blinking red/ The cabin is violently shaking, life support systems are failing/ Station below us is saying "engage your thrusters!" The windscreen's cracking and breaking, co-pilot's silently praying Station below us is saying "engage your thrusters!" X2