Empty Box
A song requested by a friend wanting to put feelings into music :)
I built a sandcastle you kicked through,
And now I’m a box without a ribbon —
Spilled all I couldn’t say into a bottle
Never thrown into the sea —
Chorus :
People are looking for better places to be,
Fill all the cracks with gold,
I’m looking for the better me.
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Someone held my pieces all together
But I can’t remember his name —
The colour of the ribbon don’t matter
And I can’t feel a thing.
Chorus :
People are looking for better places to be,
Fill all the cracks with gold,
I’m looking for the better me.
I’m having trouble waking up —
Every day I’ve seen before
Seems like a box without a ribbon,
Washed up on the shore
Bridge : I’ll be different next time —
You’ll see when we cross roads again.
Is there anything I could have done
Is there anything I could have changed
You’ll see when we cross roads again.
Chorus :
People are looking for better places to be,
Fill all the cracks with gold, I’m looking for the better me.
I’m looking for the better me.
