Corridor
t is time to begin, Ahhhhhhhhhh , it was fine in time, the sun began to shine, I was walking through a corridor of magic trees, there were bushes, rocks, and many colored leaves and a lake with fish, I walked down a path enriched with light, there were birds and other things that came from paradise, between colored rocks and birds that were nice, we began our party at twilight, it was time to pass the night, it was time to end our plight, it was time that we were done, then the sun began to shine, the time had come, the night had passed, we had no time, it was a time of despair, the time had come, it is time to begin our song, we had ice a cookie and a great affair, we had no time to beware, the time of magic had passed, it was a time of despair, through the magic kingdom we started at night, there were great things and other twilight, it was fantastic as we sat through the night, in the ice and snow we began to feel it was so unreal, running through a field of stalactites and stalagmites, so it was back to the corridor we went, to find we had so very little time, running through a field we began to play this ever forgotten song, so back to the corridor we went, their were things we had left, we had no time, no time, we had to leave much behind, back at home at last, the time had passed, and at last alright.