[ALFRED/WHITE RABBIT]
Still
The story goes as stories will
One afternoon beside
Some bolted garden gate
But how they do
And soon, so soon
I'm late, I'm late, so late
Oh, I'm ahead of my time
Still
If I keep moving
Forward, and I fall behind
Still
So much to do when
But how can I stop the clock in me
When I'm chasing me
Still
Time is chasing me
Still
[ALICE]
Still
Can't stories go where stories will?
Here, here, they do
Each afternoon
Stays rosy late
Just me and you
Our golden room
Let the mad queen wait
Still
The story goes as stories will
One afternoon beside
Some bolted garden gate
But how they do
And soon, so soon
I'm late, I'm late, so late
Oh, I'm ahead of my time
Still
If I keep moving
Forward, and I fall behind
Still
So much to do when
But how can I stop the clock in me
When I'm chasing me
Still
Time is chasing me
Still
[ALICE]
Still
Can't stories go where stories will?
Here, here, they do
Each afternoon
Stays rosy late
Just me and you
Our golden room
Let the mad queen wait
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