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The White Rabbit

[Intro]

by

Robby Richardson

 

 

I want you to sit back, relax, and take a trip with me

Instantly if you know the white rabbit then in an instance we

Are connected and this other world needs to be respected

I’ve seen the white rabbit frequently and this is what it means to me

 

I want you to imagine a perfect day...in every way

No cares, no worries, white clouds above with your one true love

To be you…the true you, no mask, no disguise, nothing but butterflies

Imagine the one you would kill for...go to the ends of the Earth for

The one that makes life worth living...loves you always

That one day when you know you’d be okay

The woman that makes your heart race...creates that love that you chase

 

Now take that away…SNAP…gone…your own personal swan song

Waking up empty knowing something is wrong...the love is gone

That the love of your life is so distant like a piece of your soul seems to be missing

Like you have died a bit inside...an inner turmoil where normal doesn’t feel normal

How far would you go into the unknown for the seeds you’ve sown and love you’ve grown

How far would you go to feel whole, how far would you go down the rabbit hole

How can I explain that day when I can’t contemplate how I can operate without the world we create

To inaugurate the white rabbit as not just a part of me but all of me

 

Make no mistake

I’ve cheered with Mad Hatters and blazed with caterpillars

Seen girls worse than Marion Silver sold to Saul Silver’s and partied with Dirk Digglers

Smoked big ol’ baggies had conversations with Brit Marling Maggies

Flown like Peter Man thinking I’d never land while visiting many Neverlands

Been high with kings on concrete thrones...smoked until water is darker than the seas of Davy Jones

 

I stared up at stars until night’s last discussing the great kings from the past

I’ve played pool with Blue Demons and Vice Lords sat and played poker with war lords

This is the journey the white rabbit brings...this is called Wonderland the alternate reality

I’ve traveled different times and all different places seen a lot of different faces

I’ve walked different dimensions so high in the sky I’m talking ascensions

My footprints are my impression on Wonderland obsession

 

It’s a call from a high the white rabbit in disguise

I’ve known Harry Goldfarbs slung with Tyrone Love’s known powder white as turtle doves

When the rabbit calls it’s a siren song where the word temptation belongs

Believe me when I say the rabbit hole goes deep, believe me I’ve peeped

To become another John Doe in a black hole we call the rabbit hole

It’s a place that even I won’t go

But godspeed to the souls of those who tried though

 

How could something so wrong feel so right

Whether a dab or dime the rabbit walks through space and time

 A true companion that will never abandon

Poppin and snorting different galaxies I’m touring until morning

The urge of addiction flying high on prescription

All and all more than a habit all for the love of the white rabbit

So now let me unfurl, the tale of my girl...the biggest fan of Wonderland

A place few go and few know that resides at the bottom of the rabbit hole

 

The End