Little girl, I have made you lovely box
Delicate pink with with shiny golden lines
It’s a hiding place for your memories
I cannot be with you all of the time



Put your emotions in the bottle
Put your bottle in this box
Little girl – its what’s safest
Disobey me you best not


Where is the tiny little key
That fits the iron arms of the lock
Why I swallowed that key long ago
While the demons around me mocked


Little girl can you stop it
Repress it before it drowns you
Can you listen to your soothing music
Wrap up in your blanket of blue


There used to be a spare key
But I have lost that one too
Now there is no way to contain this
and you have bid me adieu