Alice's Vision

It's Alice seeing through the trees
In a modest glance
Looking through
Not at the leaves

The grass grew through the basket weave
As she set to gather
In finer imagination

Imagination!
Ready for the storm
It's Alice seeing though the trees

As hands turn; generate
Contemplate
The window black
The window black
Ready for the storm!



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jackson
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