Down the Rabbit Hole
"It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then."
When you feel like you're falling
Down the rabbit hole
The thoughts may be pacing
The past woes had taken a toll
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You dream as the wind rushes past
A place that is unequivocally strange
Decide to parade through the laughs
You need to feel the change
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Craning for something more
The reality you'd known for all time
Realizing after just a short tour
You begin to miss what you'd left behind
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Pulling yourself from the dream
It's now that your eyes flutter & stir
Realize the grass isn't always so green
Tick tock, she's home, the hour is now for her
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