Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I'm awake?

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.

I'm riding in the back of a van beside the Ice Cream Cat.
I pet him with my hand.
His body is so delicate.
I wanna give him a lick but I don't want to kill it.

I love him inherently.
Although he's part of a cake, he does not scare me.
The colors, yellow, white and pink.
This happened in a dream. Some wild stuff I think of

when I doze off in a bed with a pillow.
His head and body are white. But his chin is yellow.
His body is protruding from the ice cream cake.
Somehow, he's part of it. He's alive, feeling great.

He looks me in the eye and meows.
We are on Brandywine Road. The van moves forward now.
I swear this is not a game.
It was very real to me. Yes, indeed, his name is

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I'm awake?

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.

What a beautiful creature.
When he opens his mouth, you hear him squeak and purr.
I've never seen an anomaly quite like him.
He is a cat with an ice cream body.

His eyes contain love inside.
It all makes sense while in the van I ride.
It doesn't seem ridiculous.
Never before has anything made so much sense.

If we hit a bump, make sure to check on the cat.
He is ice cream and he is delicate.
I think it is a metaphor.
The things you love in life must always be cared for.

I'm riding in the back of a van
next to the Ice Cream Cat. This dream I understand.
His spirit I will never forget.
His aura filled with love, his body, delicate.

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I'm awake?

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A bite I want to take.

No, I'm not intimidated.
There's no confusion in my head.
Look at all the memories he has created apparently.
I love him inherently.
He is the Ice Cream Cat. He is the Ice Cream Cat.

His name is Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
His body is the ice cream cake.
What will I think when I'm awake?

Ice Cream Cat.
I wanna give him a lick, but I don't want to kill it.
His name is Ice Cream Cat.
Part of the ice cream cake.
A lesson from him I take.