Lines from a Dream

I woke late last night with a series of lines assembled in my head.  I am not exactly certain where they came from.  I flipped on my bedside lamp, wrote down the lines, and went back to sleep.  Following are the lines that came from my dream:

Paint your walls canary yellow.

Take a fast train.

Walk slowly though wildflowers.

Trust birdsongs.

Run deep.

--Mitchell Hegman