I'm running in circles around money trees,nnGreen eyed monsters in parallel worlds,nnChocolate lawnmowers and currents for keys,nnLittle children with cotton for curls.nnnI dream of this frequently, yes while I'm asleep,nnIt's surreal yet its real it's absurd,nnOne or minute or six, yes that's how they affix, or is it?nn nnThe science of sleepnnAnd now you look at me and think I'm just the same,nnWould you forget it, never,nnIs it forbidden? No its not, its not forbidden,nnI won't conform, no.nn