Acid through the... I mean Alice through the looking glass on some kind of mushroom thing...
Lyrics
Trying hard to understand these patterns forming from my hand, the rhyme the rhythm draws you in, the drone it drives you on and on
And I can see and I can be, and I can do and walk right through, this vision soft it tears like silk to drink the mirror milk
Like the dream child.... I can't explain.
Things aren't quite the same, curiouser and curiouser, I hardly no sir
Though I'm feeling awfully queer I like it here with you my dear, it's fine thanks
The inner world that you designed, I find the time to think and I think I love you
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
And in the meanwhile you beg for more
Perceptions closed the door, locked forever more far below you
Though I'm feeling awfully queer I like it here with you my dear it's fine thanks
The inner world that you designed, I find the time to think and I think I love you
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
Who are who are who are you?
Can you feel it fall away? Can you see it slip away?
