Twilight in Wanderland

"You ever wonder if those old maps of Wanderland really mean anything anymore?
Like, are we the first to uncover this twilight space,
or have countless others trod softly before us?"

"I found an old compass the other day,
its needle spinning in circles, searching for something
that might just not exist."

"We sit here, under a sky that holds so many secrets,
each star a memory, each cloud a forgotten dream."