I would rather not walts through black holes

Crazy dream i had, i woke on on the floor next to my bed in a wet pile of saliva...

I'm running through space, i find a door.
I am running down the hall.
i'm outside, on stone roads and bright lights.
The world is a circus, an elementry playground.
Sirens, Sirens! Re-appearing doors,
men in strange masks evacuate the children.
They waltz in circles back into black holes
leaving the world to me, I feel so alone...
I drink from the fountains
i fall down the tri-colored slide
i'm gaining speed, i'm on the silver screen, now 3rd person.
Im in the office, a man with the television commits suicide
We all sing the requiem.
The office is trashed. photo copied memories,
through the shredder and out the window.
i'm climbing up paperscrap mountains.
I walk through wall into a store with the kids raging and stealing
I colour in a colouring book with kristen.
Sirens! Sirens!
You wont let them take me. Ambulance! Ambulance!
i would rather not waltz through black holes!
I run up the giant teder tot and find another door.
I make it safe, and the kids are now with me
to color, to sticker.
We are whats left, we all sing the requiem.

Woah, easy on the orange sherbert before bedtime buddy!