When the dreams are fleeting
and nightmares kept away.
The teapot's pouring
during the night, over the day.
It's a mad party, my darling
so please, take a change with me.
The queens lackeys might be watching
but it's about of what they might not see.

Hearts, cards and soldiers.
Twisted hatters, smoking worms.
A road leads to nowhere if there's no story to be told.
Some of us are born to dream and others dreams are sold.

Everything's right to believe
yet nothing is quite as it seems.

It's time to edify my inner Alice.

Take a trip into the unknown.
Fly with me.