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
