As I ran through the forest

Sprinting northwest

I felt my hair flow freely through the thick earthy air

My face, battered by the wind

No feeling in this world can compare

But when I woke up 

Everything was hazy

I must have been crazy

As I gazed over my cup

I saw possums hop from tree to tree

Through the barrier of my bedroom window

I pondered what it felt like to feel that free

Lying on my pillow