Off to Wonderland

I'm off to wonderland
and they are all mad there
with this chester cat's smile
hanging in the air

I'm at the table of the mocking duo
your blood is their tea
from that razor blade you had held
that had set you to go free

I'm sitting here in wonderland
and wondering why
you chose to leave everything
and chase that rabbit's cry

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late
the steady ticking gone astray
this i know for sure
the white rabbit has taken you away

I'm late, I'm late
the steady ticking has gone to a stop
your razor blade has taken you
to your shrine on the top

I'm in wonderland right now
the sweeper sweeping the path away
into this little patch of the path
that is my enclosed world today.