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the boxes 
Space and time hold hands as they pass us by 
My hands are tied and yours keep on moving 

All that stuff, all those things... 
Time is moving

I was born in a small town
Nothing changed
But the weather on the news
And when I left I cried
Triggered by my mothers eyes
But relief was

Lincoln logs, lego blocks, cardboard tubes, rewind the clocks
Skyscrapers reaching to the heavens 
Tinker toys, erector sets, stacks of boxes we'd

Was it there from the start
Should I have known it
If I didn't hear you, well I hear you now

As I'm starin' at this paper
And the boxes by

from a letter penned by Henry Dumas
Rooting through recycling boxes
From the outside of where I used to live
Scraping and consuming the cardboard

gonna get

I'm still searching for that scene

Sending out messages in cut and paste
With a self-addressed 
Envelope 
To rusting PO Boxes only answered

She lives in the boxes within bounds
What she can and can't
Keeps her safe, contained and
Makes her known
Even within the confines
Of her series

On ornate mahogany
Corpse-capsule-prisons
And if you call today
We can get you in the ground
By valentine's day

I almost slipped into
The yawning lake

Foggy Francisco
Wait 'till I get up
Red socks and blisters
I'm coming home from school
I'm a mess since day one
Brown boxes on my bed
Foggy Francisco

Dreaming in my mind

Take what you once knew
The warmth, the joy, the good
Pictures side by side
That show the times you've cried
Over diaries and letters

that likes swimming in cardboard boxes that are a Roku Express streaming stick
Yes yes

Musical instruments are very scary
They can turn into Bluetooth

(gotta take a quick glance)
Fates and fortunes are fragile
The future no more than a fool's gamble
Keep your head down low (different boxes)
Keep your head

you got now

I see long rows of balconies 
Flowers in their boxes
I don't know what you got now

Concrete and geraniums
Brown suburban sunburns
I don't

Boxes of memories, everywhere I went
Whole UPS fleet, every time I moved
I never opened them, I just kept adding to them
I was waiting, waiting for

Well it started off so simple
So true loving and kind
Opening up was easy
Oh it really blew my mind
With time passing by
Life's realities going

killed the dreamer
Had a woman by my side
Told me storys late at night
Shared a bed, a heart, some space
Made me believe in better days
Life has carried us

Walking on broken glass
Lost in a dark room
Trying to find you
Boxes of photographs
Pictures and postcards
Places I saw you last
(you last)
I don't

How do they know it's Christmas time again?
I think there's something in the air
Get out the moldy boxes from the basement
Yeah, it's only

I was sketching my routine
Organizing my feelings inside boxes
With colors 
To be around you 

I love to spend the days by your side
But what you

Pull the car in till you hit the laundry
Boxes from our old house piled high

Breathe in dishwasher's scent
Parked out by the dryer vent

I was born

to forget the path we walk upon now
Blinded by the diamonds, money, watches and the power
Questions in our mind but no answers to go fall back on 
Wondering

(chorus)
We carve out the wood
Building our own boxes
Picking up nails 
One by one
With every misguided action
Driving the nails into our coffins

In

bring myself to fry up a steak in butter past its sell by date
I can’t bring myself to wash another plate, won’t dry the dishes when it’s late

It’ll be

Rhinestones and rugburns
Rainbows and Love
Pink plastic high heels
Spangled long gloves
These costumes in boxes
Now we cannot discard
These costumes