It comes readily and so effortlessly
That same reality that keeps coming
It has endured with me for the better of times
And has now decided to reside with us for the best of it
I don’t know if you can see what am seeing
Or perhaps you feel I have a bad sight
But this is a dream I can sight clearly without binoculars
The dream I dream often and yet again
The dream whose reality is as sure as death
Call me a dreamer
Scorn me that I should wake up before I fluid the bed
Laugh me to bed one more time
You may as well summon me to wake up if it appeared to you I’m still dreaming
Of course am still dreaming… And in my dream, I saw more of us making the universe our own.