Thread: 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.