Me A cup of tea And my rabbit I named For Luck. Where Contemplating, if The mad hatter Can be trusted with his lucky foot. While Alice tries to find her wonderland, The flowers whisper softly Through the trees calling out for someone to believe That life In the forest can be touched Bye somebody's dream. As long as we all believe In what's good For everybody, Synchronicity Will complete the dream, as it finds it's opening to be your reality.