Through The Looking Glass — текст песни (Sonny)

We grabbed a piece of driftwood
hold on tight and please don`t let go.

We`ll follow the waves to the nearest shoreline.
Wake up to the coast of some distant island in the south pacific.
Leave behind everything we once had.
A brand new start with no one to tell us what to do,
tomorrow will tell us that we can make it too.
“And if that doesn`t work?” you say.
“We`ll flip a quarter and find a new place to go.
Heads Kansas City, Tails California”.

Never again stay within the boundaries of this town
step outside the barrier.
And I don`t wanna be the follower anymore.
So take this string from out my back and let my feet be free again.
I might stumble when I walk but at least I am on my own.
And I won`t say that it`s the last time...
“It`s the last time”.