“One time I dreamt an unknown land
With jungle trees and the blackest sand
Had taken us as prisoners in the night.
Upon its shore, we could not sleep.
Instead, we stayed awake to keep
Our minds off things like monsters and the like.
So hour by hour, we passed the time.
We watched a motion picture in the sky.
You were the clouds and I was the moon.

Then waves came crashing down on me
And they tried to take me out to sea.
You fought them off so gallantly and won.
Then, back again upon our shore
We really wanted nothing more
Than to hold each other ‘til our arms grew tired.
Then, slowly like a timid flower,
The sun rose up at just the hour
When we had slowly slipped out of my dream.”