in the electrical storm you were running wild
you had a death wish, you were a child
i came to bearing a lightning bolt
if you came back as the deep sea,
i would come back as the salt
"Who are you?" said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for conversation.
Alice replied, rather shyly, "I-I hardly know, sir, just at the present - at least i know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then"