Luckily I was woken up right in the middle of it all but the dream stayed with me- and here it is.
I was on a stage, at the front of a stage in some kind of a large concert hall. There were lots of people behind me who seemed to be the performers, there was an orchestra below and a huge audience that was just visible out in front beyond the glare of the stage lights . My job was only this - to stand at the front of the stage. To stand there, erect and motionless while the people behind me sang a RadioHead song, the one with the line "it wears me out".
I knew I was losing my balance even before the music started. It seemed like I was trying to stand on the seams between two large cushions and my feet kept getting lost and twisted down there in all the soft fabric. Slowly I managed to edge my way backwards to what felt like the flat wooden part of the stage. The singing began so I closed my eyes and tried hard to remain still. Almost immediately I started pitching forward, every second brought me closer to falling over my feet and losing my balance completely. To distract myself I opened my eyes and squinted at the dead pan audience. I was clear there was no connection between me and them but they still represented a remote but terrific burden. Every one there, me included, expected me to stand still but I just couldn't do it.
I knew it wasn't the thing to do, but in a last ditched attempt to secure my balance I spread my feet out wide on the stage, toes pointing outwards, and tried to recompose myself. Right that moment I was woken up: "hey, it's almost 10 o' clock" I heard him say. With huge relief I had checked into another real and beautifully sunny morning.