Rabbits Chasing Rabbits

so this is where your footsteps finally end and this is where they bury all your friends imaginary lines drawn out you had the plans to build your town a place to go and never to look back a place to go and never to look back of all the personalities you cast the molds you made in case you want them back you had your hand at playing god you twisted sick pornographer they called you out and showed you your own face escape, escape until you find your sacred place away from hate a place to go where you know that your safe the only place that you feel safe you paint your cave because you fear the sound of brand new rain and plant growth on the ground one thing is born another dies the balance between earth and sky the old man mourns and we all turn alike a cup of tears someday an empire makes even Cesar regrets certain days for years the stories will be told of the weeping chalice and the road but will your cave be dry enough to save escape, escape until you find your sacred place away from hate a place to go where you know that your safe the only place that you feel safe where you're safe