Dream: Parade in my Head
There is a parade
Going through my head
And lots of lemonade
Raining down upon the bed
There’s confetti everywhere
Glitter hanging in the air
And everyone is made
Of clouds I heard it said
Doppelganger No. 2
W could have been twins, she and I
We both looked just alike
She was my female doppelganger
It was a shame I had to hang her
Now all I ever do is cry
