I step the wrinkled black rock which grew older as time passed
The sea is boiling white even though the weather's freezing cold
The waves are breaking
The fonts are floating
I look down
Something appears and then disappears
It's shadow
It's shadow
It's shadow
And it calls me,
Alice.
Alice.
Alice.Cause your land is so weird
Alice.Cause your land is so weird
Alice.Cause your land is so weird
Alice.Cause your land is so weird
Alice.Cause your land is so weird
Alice.Cause your land is so weird