A Dream: I did not wake up
Dance with me and the fireflies
As the tides turn to dusk
Tilting and turning forever seeing the stars in my eyes
All I can hear is the rustling of the leaves that taste of sweet corn husk
What a drink so strong so true
What happened to us a spender the bore
What happen what happen what happened to you
Splendid conversation we have are they true I ask I beg you I implore
My mind spinning by day and living by night
Stop I say stop this constant fight
I ceased to strive only to lie down lie down and what close my eyes tight,
Tight I say and to enjoy this wonderful joyous flight.