They say
Dreams enter from the feet
So they recommend bare feet to sleep
If you want Morpheus with you
They say
The trees wear their clothes backwards
In the summer the wear leaf coats
And in the winter they take them off
I'm not afraid of the world
I'm not afraid to roller coaster
They say
Comets are like animals
With large and bright tails
And they gallop through the night
They say rugs are just floors
With over grown hair
And the broom is the comb
The vacuum is the blow dryer
I sleep and dream well, bare feet during night
I'm a good rider of the comets light but even
Though I believe I'm a tree
I can't stand outside naked with the breeze