i've been saved, ray

its another one of those nights...where the heat is pouring in from the streets, and i want to play some music...but it is late and i would wake someone up...my dreams are becoming confused with reality...i often think, did i tell someone this dream, or did i dream i told someone, and was this dream a dream at all, or was it real...i don't know really what that is supposed to mean...maybe it means i am getting closer, or maybe it means i am going completely insane...i suppose i worry about that more than i should...but the days have been opening up on me, and my mind is soaring...there is a vast bleak emptiness that is stretching across the land...i've been trying to listen to music that accentuates that feeling...and am succeeding...the world is awash in vast bubbling, foaming, glasses of beer...steaming sour in the late july afternoons...and i look at all the strange and sad folks that inhabit the world with me and it breaks me down...the streets are full of madmen, like the wide hudson expanse, forever flowing, madder and madder, out to the sparkling sea...