I like having all types of dreams
I accept what sleep deems

Whether they cause me to cry
or just perhaps thinking I'll die

Sometimes I'm falling from up high
That kicking put a cramp in my thigh

I once ran a marathon race
Then won by cheating with grace

Most dreams I can jump high and far
Then lift things like a house or a car

I wake up sweating and out of breath
Running from things that scare me to death

I see people from back in the day
Only as they were then I guess you could say

Being an evil genius is great
Deciding everyone's bad fate

Some dreams are so real I think they happen
Freaks me out I don't wake up clap'n

Many things occur I'm not sure I'm awake
At times it's difficult to tell what is real or fake.