dream directions

When I fall asleep at night

I go to a certain place

I may not go to Greenland

Or out to outer space

I take a trip to dreamland

But the reality

Is that my dreams have a poor sense

Of geography.

You’d think they’d do some research

Or Mapquest on the net

Cause in my dreams the river’s dry

And all the streets are wet

And talking ‘bout those streets

The names just aren’t the same

And where the bus is running?

My dream says the wrong lane.

My dreams might have the right map

But switch the north for south

If dream isn’t going to get things right

Why won’t it close its mouth?

I’ll start a new dream journey

But I’ll keep in mind the cost;

If I used my dream’s directions I

Would always wind up lost