Clive Nolan ft. Oliver Wakeman - Overture

"Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe." 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!"