Dream Song,
The City Has Gone
Before focus is berthed
upon my eyes each morning,
the buildings cry out
with strong voices.
Upon my eyes each morning,
I see buildings singing
with strong voices,
"We are mountains!"
I see buildings singing
and turn to my lover.
"They are mountains."
I say, "We've only been
dreaming."
I turn to my lover,
still half-asleep
and say, "We've only
been dreaming.
We can wake up now."
Still half-asleep,
I turn back to the window,
"We can wake up now,
the city has gone."