There’s a world we knew as we
Before, before
A tiny key return
West of words

Now we’re fallen through the ground
And fallen slow
The house is tumbling down
Still we know, we know
All that yearns
West of words
West of words

A rose remember
Draws us onwards
A world adjures
West of words

There’s a hatter holding tea
On a latter long
Of wall of children?
Tall and talking books
West of words

There’s a gold and sliver song in the afternoon
The caterpillar, poof
He’s calling you
Pages turn
West of words
West of words
The lonely tortoise, crawling onward
A room that burns
West of words

And something whispers
That something gone
A little cheshire purr
West of words
West of words