And so I slipped into the mirror;
finally after years of staring, I saw the ripple.
I crossed over into fantasy, a paradise, my personal wonderland.
I wonder where I'll land.
And down I go into the unknown,
Red string theories, space and time; time and space.
Running on the endless slipstream
And so I open my eyes and overcome the race.
I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the garden;
I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood before the Queen.
I opened my eyes and to my surprise; I was falling again.
Free fall into my dream,
Dance with me and by my queen;
This is my reality, grab my hand and walk through the mirror with me.