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And now they're takin' them out of their boxes
(Yeah)
And puttin' them all up into our Faces
(Let's go)
Dear Sister, ate Lettuce,

There Is No Mathematics to Love and Loss

Anberlin

Cities

2007

If you're leaving, leave the cigarettes
You've already got the lighter and the keys
She packs her boxes, he knows that she's serious
Not by the look

a dangerous fashion
Them boxes came to my crib with my name on a package
Mama, I made it, rose petals and gold Chevelles
Ask the team, we all cop gold bezels

When we are mad it does not go far
So come on and jump in my car
We are each other's love scars
She ticks all my boxes, all my boxes (All my boxes yeah

Virgin Girl

Chopper

Half-Baked

1998

the pipe as much as she can fill
She boxes it up, she smokes it up
And says that's good shit
About this time I start feeling just right
I'm trying

A promise means no matter what
Whenever, always, forever
I'll be there, by your side, together
Take my heart, oh please do
This has got to be love,

No more tears no more lies.
Only fragments from the past.  
Memories scattered here and there.  
No more books lined up.  

Only boxes on the floor.

av en by i lette slør av tåke
Et fata morgana som svøpt i en gåte
En fremmed by både fjern og nær
Ugjennomtrengelig som alle våre drømmer er
Vi hadde

Cut across where the floorboards creak
Shut the door to the room with the slow roof leak
By the books and the boxes and the shattered glass
From

casual conversation
She said, "Ever kissed a London Girl?"
While I spoke about the weather
Called her by her full name once
She called me a bitch
Then

I picked up a guitar
And I started singing
Barefoot on a flying carpet
Circled by boxes
Broken and stomped
In the dark so dense
They put me

muerte 	(jesse)
another city of the dead - telephone boxes of death
slab after slab covering bones - lying in marble beds
cemetaries are for

The viruses had first and last names
Until there were too many to count
We grafted masks onto their faces

And by that point, what did names
Matter?

people ?
? Good Weather
? is my place
They can say I ask for good weather
Whether I see it or not

[Instrumental]

By the gates down by the springs

Behind

The Ocean Blue

See

1996

Sorting through this mess
I happen on your smile
Gleaming through a photograph
Buried for some while

I'm taken by the way
The swagger captured there

because it's hypocritical, nigga, you got guns
You surrounded by gangsters and killers, all your niggas
Like, the fuck is you talkin' about?
Nigga, talk

and unimproved

Are we not still hot blooded animals?
Chained to concrete boxes just digging holes
Oh yes, well-dressed in satin and dripping gold
But we are still

hope enough to build a home
But the boxes are still lined up right by the door
Thought I packed enough, didn't know I would need more

Something must be

Gettin' Grown

Cee Lo Green

100 Hits: The Best R&B Album

2018

days
Broads and boxes and blunts to blaze
Now I got three children to raise

I-I-I never won't be perfect I know
But workin' on it is worth it I know

all all better
We should try something new
Try something new

Hop inside my Beamer with me, time to hit the road
Tomorrow's modern boxes, tank

It’s Just another day right here on the K street
A day between the boxes and all the pretty girls
So the K street should be a good place to be 
But

On the stroke of ten
I slipped into the van
And hid myself behind some boxes
Waitin' for the driver yeah

The first time I was lucky
For the van took

yesterday, seeing our life packed in these boxes.

And many boxes there were
Our whole lives in these boxes, my love
Oh the wonders that would unfold

I stood

Brick by brick you're building
There's something on your mind
You skip past canned instructions
And you're taking your time
You use the bits