boxes

in a little while i'll be home
without a doubt, i am without you now
every time we reach for the bread
history unfolds
when i'm away i know why

i am falling awake, and i try
come to my own defense
i see the broken glass as i pass
i reach for your innocence

into little boxes of time
we put our lives
hoping they'll stay contained within
in a little while i'll be free
half-way to sleep
half-way to dreaming again

if it isn't too late
i would like to feel the pain

i am falling awake, and i try
come to my own defense
i see the broken glass as i pass
i reach for your innocence

in a little box there's a heart
that shines, waiting
to take away what's done (is done)
in a little box there's a heart
that shines, waiting
for a new day to come

© 2007 Sally Dworsky / Chris Hickey