Green elephants cloud my view
Sometimes they appear right out of the blue
And every time I wonder why?
Why do they begin to soar and fly?

Endless oceans of trees stand in my path
It doesn’t take much to do the math
I’m somewhere weird, and that somewhere is here
It is as a whole new revolving atmosphere

Sonnets of wind blow clear through my head
Making it feel as filled with relaxing lead
My head floats and drifts away
Trying not to lose it and yet I lead it astray

Guardians of imagination stand guard
Understanding just seems so hard
This colourful world of abnormalities
Is creating really obscure realities

Gusts of wind carry me lightly around
Making the world feel so awfully profound
Seeing now the realm of dreams
The world of things where nothing is as it seems.