Your airbox is a consolation prize
I want love or to say or to say this:
You don't know who I am
How can you make a box for me?
Nail me down in that box
Cnd that box will be your souvenir
You know who I am
Can you make a box for me?
Starve yourself of yourself because
It's all well, we'll recycle each other
The edge has been taken off your airbox
So am I soothed?
Look for me and someday maybe
Somewhere I'll find you