In my dreams, the river is rushing with lollipops
So many of them in lemon and licorice
And plenty for everyone
The muddy trail pops beneath us as we step
With jellybeans in blue and orange
More than enough for all
And when we rest we can easily see
The alder leaves plate delicate cupcakes
Too high for the masses to reach
Dusted lightly with melody
Dropping only when we pass
Just for us
