Concept

Concept, the music is a concept

A boat beneath a sunny sky

Lingering, in an evening of july

Long, has paled sunny sky

Echoes fade and the heroes die

Alice is moving under skies

Never seen by waking eyes

Concept, the music is a concept

Love was born of heavenly line

Long undecided important choice

The mother's heart is mine

Till of the beauty sensual voice

Of innocence the garb she tooks

She gently pats the pony's side

The blushing mien downcast he looks

On which her idiot boy must ride

In a wonder, wonderland they lie

Dreaming as the days go by

Dreaming as the summers die

In these restrained and careful times

Knowledge petrifies the rhymes

For the reckless fire men had

When it was witty to be mad

Concept, the music is a concept

Gods forbid it should be true

The first word that susan said

Cry baby, rising from her bed

I'd gladly stay with you

Of innocence the garb she tooks

She gently pats the pony's side

The blushing mien downcast he looks

On which her idiot boy must ride

Nothing that can ease my pain

I should soon be back again

And how she ran and how she walked

And all that to herself she talked

In great and small, in round and square

It was alice, alice everywhere

Oh, what a wretched mother i

Here i will die, here i will die!