When Alice has an answer it's a common rationality She measures her phrases, tipping the scales of reality But does she know that it's cold to sing songs to a troubled heart Tho' her aim is sincere she's missing the mark
Chorus: She paints her world in yellow and green, covering over the greys 'Cause life's demands are hard to understand So Alice stays lost in her wonderland
I said - Alice look around you, people are falling to pieces Yea, even the faithful, the ones who still believe in Jesus But that doesn't mean they've fallen from grace But in her landscape, their heartache is so out of place
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So can we talk of shoes and of ships? Can we talk of cabbages and kings? And of learning to live with the mystery of things
