And I was the hare in a country
Of cool goblins and rabid mice
A house hidden in a forest
I was furtively walking toward
My heart always running ahead
The clarity of evil and light
Chasing the bread crumbs of desire
The three wishes forgetting immortality
It all turned up tonight
All the Ah-ha’s of an infancy
I tried to prolong and set right
Let the tortoise come home
And the gasping ragged hare
Collapse beside him
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