They locked me away and called me insane,
They said there was something wrong with my brain,
I pushed and I shoved as I recalled my blunder,
Of telling the truth of that land of wonder.
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
The rabbit the grin, the voices within,
The chessboard, the game, are things I can’t win.
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
They tricked me for good when they took me away,
And showed me the truth that I’d have to stay,
Till my white knight arrives in checkerboard thunder,
And brings me back, to that land full of wonder.
It seems terribly sad, but at least it was said,
I’ll fight for what’s right, when it’s off…
with…
my…
head...
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
They locked me away and called me insane,
They said there was something wrong with my brain,
I pushed and I shoved as I recalled my blunder,
Of telling the truth of that land of wonder.
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
The rabbit the grin, the voices within,
The chessboard, the game, are things I can’t win.
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
They tricked me for good when they took me away,
And showed me the truth that I’d have to stay,
Till my white knight arrives in checkerboard thunder,
And brings me back, to that land full of wonder.
It seems terribly sad, but at least it was said,
I’ll fight for what’s right, when it’s off…
with…
my…
head...
The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
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