Boxes - luke thompson

Everything we gathered everything we gained

All in boxes or throw it away

Not looking for another four walls to break

We never really had much anyway

All that we try

(to keep a hold of)

Is holding us down

(honey we should know by now)

Oh it gets lighter and lighter

Each and everyday

None of it was sacred no

But for the love that we made

Everything we said or what we meant to say

And all these boxes to tell us the way

But honey you know know we don’t wanna run that race

We never knew where we were going anyway

Down where we lie down