Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Advice from a Caterpillar, artist - Temperance. Album song The Earth Embraces Us All, in the genre Эпический метал
Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Record label: Scarlet
Song language: English
Advice from a Caterpillar |
She thought it was an afternoon |
Just alike the other notes |
Weary in the grass she laid |
Picking daisies under the sun |
She sat down on the grass |
The she peeped into a book |
And the weather was so hot |
She was getting bored, oh yeah |
A rabbit with pink eyes |
Started running close by her |
Shortly after she heard it saying |
«Oh, dear! |
I shall be too late!» |
(I shall be too late) |
She realized |
That it could actually talk |
But the oddest thing it was |
It was staring at its clock |
«And so now the tale is done |
And home we steer, a merry crew |
Beneath the setting sun.» |
Pilgrims plucked in a far-off land |
Shrinking and then growing tall |
Trying to find her way back home |
Nothing there seemed to be clear |
So she drowned in a pool of tears |
«And so now the tale is done |
And home we steer, a merry crew |
All beneath the setting sun.» |
Pilgrims plucked in a far-off land |
«Follow me! |
Wake up! |
Why? |
We are all mad here! |
Follow me! |
Wake up! |
Why? |
We are all mad here! |
Follow me! |
Wake up! |
Why? |
We are all mad here!» |
A duchess, a hatter |
A grinning Cheshire cat |
The mushroom that I ate |
Will make me shrink or grow? |
The queen keeps on saying |
«Off, off with her head» |
The frog and the fish-footman |
Don’t want me to come in |
La-la-la… |
La-la-la… |
La-la-la… |
La-la-la… |
La-la-la… |
La-la-la… |
I cannot find my way home |
I am exploring this strange, odd world |
The blue caterpillar asked who am I |
But I don’t know, don’t know no more… |
«…Begin at the beginning… |
…And go on until you go to the end…» |
«Wake up, oh Alice dear! |
What a long sleep you had» |
«I've had a curious dream |
I’m gonna tell you right now |
Tell you right now |
A duchess, a rat and |
A grinning Cheshire cat…» |
«And so now the tale is done |
And home we steer, a merry crew |
All beneath the setting sun.» |
Pilgrims plucked in a far-off land |