All the pieces that I have Of everything that I am I stash away inside This shiny, small, empty little box of mine And when I put it there It disappears in thin air To keep it safe from you (From him, and her) From all of us and even me too ♪ One day I found a beam Of sun intended for me In arms I held it close But smothered it and drowned it out in doing so And so I opened up The box to store all I love Inside I hid it well Now there's nothing to show And even less, there's nothing to tell So many of the small things lost Already in the box I've got Put it in, now there's no finding It has a way of forever hiding Bits and pieces of a makeshift man Thrown together like a heap of sand All the sympathies and double-crosses Water comes and then away it washes Keep it real and keep it clean And think of everything I've ever seen All the parts of me that I remember Are reconstructions of the "who I wish I were" All the purities are better saved Any innocence that might remain Ever gone, forever out of contact The little box I have will never give it back Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows Over the edge it goes, further into no one knows So many of the small things lost Already in the box I've got Put it in, now there's no finding It has a way of forever hiding Bits and pieces of a makeshift man Thrown together like a heap of sand All the sympathies and double-crosses The water comes and then away it washes Keep it real and keep it clean And think of everything I've ever seen All the parts of me that I remember Are reconstructions of the "who I wish I were" All the purities are better saved Any innocence that might remain Ever gone, forever out of contact The little box I have will never give it back