I dreamt of whales crashing down
Falling right through the hard ground
It gave way
Turned into water under a bright blue day
I dreamt of ice melting
In the giant frozen gray
It started reeling
The pitching waves from its ancient day
I dreamt of buildings falling down
And dust swirling all around
I remembered once reading
About all the street life once in that town
Then I woke up
I'd left the light on
The suns were way up
Slowly dressed up
Cleaned some stuff up
There were things to think of
I fell out the door another spore
Carrying messages
Through big passages
Making images
Sounding differences