All the pieces that I have
Of everything that I am
I stash away inside
This shiny, small, empty little box of mine
And when I put it there
It disappears in thin air
To keep it safe from you
(From him, and her)
From all of us and even me too
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One day I found a beam
Of sun intended for me
In arms I held it close
But smothered it and drowned it out in doing so
And so I opened up
The box to store all I love
Inside I hid it well
Now there's nothing to show
And even less, there's nothing to tell
So many of the small things lost
Already in the box I've got
Put it in, now there's no finding
It has a way of forever hiding
Bits and pieces of a makeshift man
Thrown together like a heap of sand
All the sympathies and double-crosses
Water comes and then away it washes
Keep it real and keep it clean
And think of everything I've ever seen
All the parts of me that I remember
Are reconstructions of the "who I wish I were"
All the purities are better saved
Any innocence that might remain
Ever gone, forever out of contact
The little box I have will never give it back
Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows
Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows
Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows
Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows
So many of the small things lost
Already in the box I've got
Put it in, now there's no finding
It has a way of forever hiding
Bits and pieces of a makeshift man
Thrown together like a heap of sand
All the sympathies and double-crosses
The water comes and then away it washes
Keep it real and keep it clean
And think of everything I've ever seen
All the parts of me that I remember
Are reconstructions of the "who I wish I were"
All the purities are better saved
Any innocence that might remain
Ever gone, forever out of contact
The little box I have will never give it back