Casuistry, chicanery, it is my silly paradise
Is it abstemious or corpulent, no, it is an average dream in my wonderland,
Trees rustle green, the leaves may turn yellow,
Shadows bleed red, all wrapped in black
Oh how beastly puzzling this dream is,
Is it real, is it not?
Bamboozling, befuddling, astonishingly baffling,
My dream makes me golden-eyed, in love of the sun, although I like the moon's love as well.
Pink, blue, fluttering wings in the sky, horns on heads, pink, blue
It's my paradise.