Thought Abyss - Lost In My Head

Little birdie dream

With the birds I went to fly
High above in the sky
Went to places far away
America to Africa, All in a day

Hid behind the clouds fair
Played with winged beauties rare
Ate with the hens, some grain
Danced with peacocks in the rain.

Thanked the old woman for the water she kept
Thanked the tree for where I slept
That's when I awoke
And my little birdie dream broke.