a lantern in the mist
He'll lead me down that hole into
A land less sane then this
He checks his pocket watch once more
As neared draws the hour
When I sleep within one world
and rise up in another
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| The rabbit hangs in front of me, a lantern in the mist He'll lead me down that hole into A land less sane then this He checks his pocket watch once more As neared draws the hour When I sleep within one world and rise up in another |
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