I'm not quite sure why the candle's ablaze
When everything seems so dusty in place
The wooden horse rocks a doll in gold locks
To the ticking of a clock
And the ticking runs out
And the trickling comes down
From her eyes as the wooden horse suddenly stops
The looking glass shows me all there's to be
But surely there's more than all this that I see?
I have both my hands, my head, and my pants
But oh my heart's gone missing
Did it break by the bone?
Was it sewn on a sleeve
And snatched off by the hatter to store all his pins?
Cobwebs, keep me warm 'till I fall to the floor
So I'll know what I'm shrinking for
'Cause I can't quite see the point, if it's pointing in awe
If time's ticking at all
I know not of teacups that serve their drinks mild
They're always like potions, like dreams in a vial
If their handlebars break,
They can spill me a lake
And I'll wash my sorrows away
Oh I'll float through the pain on a porcelain plate
And find a way home past the walrus' gaze
Cobwebs, keep me warm 'till I fall to the floor
So I'll know what I'm shrinking for
'Cause I can't quite see the point, if it's pointing in awe
If time's ticking at all
Hour by hour and nothing by night
The cogwheels spin tight but they can't rewind time
Would things I find dear and ever so nice
Reveal to be rusting and stain me in spite?
Pocket watch, please, would you still count me in?
If I throw in my cards I might win back my keys
The dice does its dance
'Cause it's such a small chance
But oh I can't stop hurting
So I'll paint the grass green,
Show the mice what it means
To take without stealing the cake from the queen
Cobwebs, keep me warm 'till I fall to the floor
So I'll know what I'm shrinking for
'Cause I can't quite see the point, if it's pointing in awe
If time's ticking at all