'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsey were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware »
Jabberwocky
HMS Donovan
by Donovan
|
is she
Open sesame
the gyre is complete
The centre cannot hold
Things fall apart
To dirt what was gold
Nightmare on Sesame street
the gyre is »
Nightmare on Sesame St.
Out in the Red
by Venerea
|
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsey were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware »
Jaberwock
Come My Way [Japan Bonus Tracks]
by Marianne Faithfull
|
Twas Brillig and the slithy Toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the momeraths outgrabe.
Beware the Jabberwock, »
Jabberwocky
Tears
by Crüxshadows
|
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware »
The Jabberwocky
A Book of Human Language
by Aceyalone
|
of "Jabberwock" from "Alice In Wonderland"
'Twas brillig and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths »
Mama Frog
Ambrosia
by Ambrosia
|
Turning and turning
Within the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
Things fall apart
The center cannot hold
And a blood dimmed »
Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Night Ride Home
by Joni Mitchell
|
winter's drought
But I'm on fire
And I'm spinning in a gyre
With the color of a life that let's you out
And if we must be subject
To a certain »
Chancellor Pink
Chancellorpink
by Chancellorpink
|
of our days,
Gyring, spiring to and fro
In those great ignorant leafy ways;
Remembering all that shaken hair
And how the winged sandals dart
Thine eyes »
Cé Hé Mise le Ulaingt?/The Two Trees
The Mask and Mirror [Enhanced]
by Loreena McKennitt
|
spoil your rod
It just takes patience dear
They rush you for your life
But you'll never beat the game
Older and older you get
Cruch you like gyre
But »
Kiss You Off
Ta-Dah [2-CD]
by Scissor Sisters
|
As the screaming gyres grew to succumb
Daylight is drowning in shadows of eve
Lands are atrociously plundered, suffused, besieged
A last cast is shed on Atlantis' »
The Midnight Grotesque
Ever-Arch-I-Tech-Ture
by Axamenta
|
of desire in the gyre we're movin' higher we've got it here just right
And without a sound we can get down take the groove into the night
New trip »
New Trip
Seed of Decades
by Sixty Watt Shaman
|
the spire
Travel through the gyre
Accommodate the fire
Critical distance lessening your grip
On reality the heretic perpetuates eternity in variance
Remember »
Heretic
Flicker Like a Candle
by Stromkern
|
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