--- \"Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.\" ---
LYRICS:
THE BOY: In the night I open my eyes All that I see Is a place where Id rather be Far from here On a radiant shore Safe in your arms The place where Id rather be
I fall asleep To the sound of your voice And all I can hear Are the songs that you sing to me I close my mind From the terror I feel And all I can hear The words that you whisper to me
THE CHOIR: Quam mox vir meus redit domum?
THE BOY: Try to run From what I must do Too many doubts Pressing on top of me Try to hide From what I must do Too many fears Chaining and dragging me down
--- \"Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!\"