last week I had the strangest dream that

everything was exactly how it seemed

where there was never any mystery of who

shot John F. Kennedy

it was just a man with something to prove,

slightly bored and severly confused

he steadied his rifale with his target in the

center

and became famous on that day in November

don't wake me I plan on sleeping in

again last night I had that strange dream

where everything was exactly how it seemed

no concerna about the world getting warmer

people just thought that they were being

rewarded

for treating others as they'd like to be treated

for obeying stop signs, and curing diseases

for mailing letters with the adress of the sender

now we can swim anyday in November

don't wake me I plan on sleeping in