Life, passing and fading,
You frown as it moves on by,
Life, calm and sedating,
Yet your beginning to wonder why,
Living, living in a box of your design,
Oh, it's quiet and nice,
Yes, and you've paid the price,
Living in a box of your design,
Why can't you see,
In this cage of rust,
Who can't you be,
When your world turns dust,
Still, you stay there,
Still, you see it,
Yet you wonder where,
In this life,
Passing and fading,
You frown as it moves on by,
Calm and sedating,
Your beginning to wonder why,
Walls fall down,
When the crows cry,
And the king has lost his crown,
Then truth begins to die,
Now you wonder,
In the field of debris,
If this were a fateful blunder,
Or an act to be set free,
Though, amidst loss,
Memories alone beside you,
Are alone to guide you,
Had it been better,
Living, living in a box of your design,
It was quiet and nice,
Yes, and you'd paid the price,
Living, living in a box of your design.
