We never can stop dreaming.
Some dream they are awake
Others are awake in their dreams
Those who wake sometimes
Know they are dreaming
And then what dreams may come
When we are shuffling off
The mortal coil as in a dream?

Sometimes the body sleeps
As the mind comes out to play
And we know we are asleep
Just enough, just enough
To know we are dreaming.

Lazarus walks again
Gini with the light brown hair
And enameled breasts of gold
Wanders with us on the shore
Helen sucks our souls into eternity
And all our dead walk with us
Out along Lethe's wharf

Ship, sky, land, or hill
We walk and run, and trip and sail
And catch the wind
And we are whole again
Climb mountains, fly to foreign stars
Or think we are
Until the night or day creeps in
And the body like an uncoupled coach
Snaps into place with the mind
And we are whole again
Or think we are, chugging through the day
The amygdala sitting on its throne
Directing the traffic this way and that
And another day dawns

And the dream goes on
Until the final darkness
And the business stops
And blood sinks
And the quiet of the long night
Of no dreams
Reigns.