| It’s dreamy weather we’re on
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| You wave your crooked wand
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| Along an icy pond
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| With a frozen moon
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| A murder of silhouette crows I saw…
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| And the tears on my face
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| And the skates on the pond they spell Alice
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| I’ll disappear in your name
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| But you must wait for me
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| Somewhere across the sea
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| There’s the wreck of a ship
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| Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
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| And the raindrops on my window
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| And the ice in my drink
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| Baby, all that I can think of is Alice
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| Arithmetic arithmetock
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| I turn the hands back on the clock
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| How does the ocean rock the boat
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| How did the razor find my throat
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| The only strings that hold me here
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| Are tangled up around the pier
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| And so a secret kiss
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| Brings madness with the bliss
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| And I will think of this
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| When I’m dead in my grave
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| Set me adrift and I’m lost over there
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| But I must be insane
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| To go skating on your name
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| And by tracing it twice
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| I fell through the ice of Alice
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| And so a secret kiss
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| Brings madness with the bliss
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| And I will think of this
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| When I’m dead in my grave
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| Set me adrift and I’m lost over there
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| But I must be insane
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| To go skating on your name
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| And by tracing it twice
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| I fell through the ice of Alice
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| There’s only Alice |