You lost yourself inside a dream within a dream.
Fell down that rabbit hole, to the spaces in between.
We can not wait to have you back again.
I guess we´ll see you then.

-chorus-
Running up and falling down the stairs.
Who´s running up and falling down the stairs?
If you go first I guess we´ll see you there
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We found ourself´s outside your world just looking in.
The window is a looking glass, the man is made of tin.
The walls ,the ceiling and a floor to feel secure.
I guess were not in Kansas anymore.

-chorus-


(We had a bad year -07 and a lot of stuff happened.
This is a song about one of those things.
The worst of them.)