To me the world is a chessboard
Painted in black and white
I cannot see the grey unless I tilt it in the light

My head is full of pieces which I pick and choose at will
The knight protects me so I place her in front
Yet I frantically make my moves

King, Queen, pawn or bishop
Who can save me from this mess
I don’t know which way to turn
Where is up or down or left

Am I simply a faded Alice with no wonderland to tread
Trapped in a fractured game
All alone inside my head

I’ll never understand the rules of this distant and shimmery life
So I sit and dream up figures clothed in shining sunlight