The Moon Made of Cheese

The moon made of cheese,

What a wonderful thought,

When everything isn't what its meant to be.

 

Could a human sprout wings,

Can a cow learn to sing?

What a wonderful thought,

When everything isn't what its meant to be.

 

But nightmares could surface too,

A vicious monster chasing you,

What a terrible thought,

When everything isn't what its meant to be.

 

But what of the questions?

What of the dreams?

What of the scenes,

That we did not forsee?

What a wonderful,

Terrible,

Frightining, thought,

When everything isn't what its meant to be.

 

The moon made of cheese,

The frightening dream,

The world that one could live in,

When everything isn't what its meant to be.