Trailer Parks and Lifesize Talking Grasshoppers

I remember the first dream I had when I was twelve. I remember waking up and going, boy - do I really dream like this?
So when I was twelve, I believe at the time, the song "Ghostbusters" was a hit. My dream began with a trailer in the middle of nowhere, in a large deep green field around 8pm at night. A couple were dancing in their trailer to this song. Slow dancing. The man seemed irritated at this, while the woman was smiling the whole time and happy she was enjoying herself and her husband.
Suddenly she hears a noise outside. She leaves the trailer, and walks out into the field in the dark. The music grows faint and it is suddenly silent. She is in total darkness. She sees a glow from beneath the ground, and bends down to look at it. The glow begins to pulsate. The glow is a bright green, flashing off and on. Fade to black.
10 years later.
The trailer park is gone, and on this ground that used to stand a grassy field, now stands a middle school. She is now a music teacher at this school, and is watching her class sing in the auditorium for hundreds of proud onlooking parents. She stands in the back of the rows, watching. She suddenly sees an open door in the corner of the room behind the stage where the kids are performing. She goes behind the stage and see the door, wide open, leading to darkness. She hesitates, not sure why she didn't see this door before. She walks through it, and into a void of black silence.
As her eyes get used to walking in blackness, she sees that she is walking down a long hallway. The hallway turns into a labyrinth, that begins to twist around. It is going further and further down, underneath the ground. She sees all sorts of old rustic black doors, all with locks on them. The walls around her are all black brick, with dirt and grime all over. No one has been down here for years, if ever. No human, that is.
She stops at an open door. Suddenly, she hears a shuffling from this empty dark room, and a grunting as some massive thing is moving. She stands there, not knowing what to do. From the darkness, comes a life size insect, looking almost like a grasshopper, wearing a black vest and hat. He stops and breathes raggedly. She stares back at him.
He looks at her. He bows like a gentleman, and takes off his hat. He stands back up straight, as she hears his wings shutter. She smiles.
"Welcome" he says.

An Empty Building and a Yearning Ulrich

Music: Ulrich Schnauss "Einfeld"

All I can say is that it began with a large stone palace, that somehow turned to the color of ice. It was shiny, bright; brilliant. Yet the insides of this place was completely empty, full of dust and dirt; as if it was one of those unfinished warehouse buildings you see as you drive by it.
6 Floors. Six empty floors. You would enter the building from the bottom, and see a long staircase that went all the way to the ceiling; yet there would be an opening at every floor. The floors had no walls. Everything was in full view.
I was there, with the music of Ulrich's "Einfeld" in the background somewhere. I was alone in all of the emptiness and dust flying around slowly, like slow tiny fireflies that were being highlighted from a setting sun outside.
I looked over the staircase from the highest floor, and saw all the way down to the bottom of the 6 floors this place had. I had a strange feeling that there was no gravity, and that I could fly down to the bottom if I wanted to. I bent down and swished my hand into the empty air, as if putting my hand through water. It felt as if there was no air - but a elating energy that was asking to be felt. I took a rock and tossed it out there, and it leisurely took its time to slowly fall past all the floors, and land softly on the ground.
I decided to fall into the space, and I floated as well down towards the ground. I felt a calming feeling I had never felt before as I was descending. I was at the bottom. I then walked back up all the flights of this one staircase and went back to the 6th floor where I originally was. For some reason I felt compelled to walk over to this one sheek thing in the building; which was a stereo system, playing the same song I had been hearing since the beginning. There is a part in this "Einfeld" song that someone is singing faintly in the background but it's incredibly hard to decipher. In this dream, I heard the entire lyrics - of his saying something like "I can't stand this waiting anymore; to be by myself and waiting for your beauty; trust in everyone you see - Jesus Christ, give me the strength to see through me" in almost a sancrasant type prayer. I looked behind me and saw my two cats watching this, and listening. I walked over to them and sat down with them in the dust, listening to the rest of the music and hearing the passion whisper throughout the entire building structure.