To Be Alice

Could I design colours to match my thoughts Make sea lions yellow or purple a horse? Could I taste blue instead of having to feel Could I listen to nothing Watch the invisible appear? Just like Alice through the Looking glass fell I tumble and stumble Falling fast down the well Mad hatter's tea party, look there's my purple horse Enjoying, discussing, with sea lions, of cause The hour glass changed shape Time's running in 'Roll up, roll up, it's time to begin' Carnival capers, roller coaster ride Flipping my stomach, feel queasy inside I wish I was Alice Her world, all be it bizarre Is the way she designed it Down to each shooting star