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Across a void of space and time far away from where I am supposed to be, but a lot closer to myself Headed away from home but towards it at the same time All I have is a select few thoughts packed into boxes Boxes that I treat as if they're a part of me From boxes on wheels to boxes that fly, To boxes that clearly say, "I live as if I'm never going to die." We go looking for more boxes, boxes that we places parts of ourselvs in And sometime we decide it's time To give away a box or two After all that we've been through Castles built of boxes tumble time and again And yet we build, for boxes will always be available at a bargain They say "No need to carry your own boxes, let us do it for you!" And while you're waiting on your boxes; Here, it's on us, have a brew Boxes of color, boxes of shapes Boxes that distinguish us based on our drapes Drowning in a sea of boxes, can we barely see land But thankfully whenever you want to move your boxes, there's always someone to lend a hand
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 1:15 AM UTC
Boxes
Across a void of space and time far away from where I am supposed to be, but a lot closer to myself Headed away from home but towards it at the same time All I have is a select few thoughts packed into boxes Boxes that I treat as if they're a part of me From boxes on wheels to boxes that fly, To boxes that clearly say, "I live as if I'm never going to die." We go looking for more boxes, boxes that we places parts of ourselvs in And sometime we decide it's time To give away a box or two After all that we've been through Castles built of boxes tumble time and again And yet we build, for boxes will always be available at a bargain They say "No need to carry your own boxes, let us do it for you!" And while you're waiting on your boxes; Here, it's on us, have a brew Boxes of color, boxes of shapes Boxes that distinguish us based on our drapes Drowning in a sea of boxes, can we barely see land But thankfully whenever you want to move your boxes, there's always someone to lend a hand
salil-panvalkar
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 1:15 AM UTC
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