Hi there, you can call me Alice
I've got no interest in time
While you hide out in your palace
I've got a rabbit hole to find
I'm searching for a magic potion
something to make me feel alive
Searching for love and true devotion
the queen of hearts might leave behind
I know this might sound kind of crazy
but they say, we're all mad here
My memories are getting hazy
and the path's become unclear
When ever we feel emotion
we cover them with a toothy grin
Everything moves in slow motion
hard to get out once you get in
A lot like hotel California
you'd better grab yourself some wine
Because no one is coming for ya
a prison of your own design
Dangling hopes and dreams before you
with no direction or advice
Filling your mind with numbing ego
until what's real has found you blind
So send the calvary to find me
a rescue team to bring me back
You'll find me sleeping by the tree
but don't be deceived and take a nap
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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