Analysis of Day dreaming

...I'm on the beach with the little mermaid
as she strokes her long blond hair
seashell brush, the blue waves rush
against my long legs, I feel her vivid stare...

...I'm falling up with a bunch of balloons
tied around my wrist, winds start blowing
as I watch the city beneath grow smaller
the bleak worries and gray dreams start going...

...I'm up and over where you think I am
I'm where the seasons turn and go
I'm seeing what reality fears might
break it, bend it, or start to bow...

...I'm twirling up and around the night sky
starlights alighting, pouring crystalline streams
following at Dawn's first breath of brand new eyes
and the morning shower of dew and sun beams...

...I'm sorry to say I'm not right here
I might see shapes, but it's not what I saw
I'm hearing voices but it's not what I heard
I'm here, but I'm there, not here at all...

...Honestly I'm not sorry to let you know
that while silence was listening to your breathing
I was off someplace much more attractive
I'm soaked in the violet colours of day dreaming.