Box Five

Some days my mind is blurred
By this haze of madness
And when I sleep below
Long nights reveal a world that’s heartless
But when my tears are dried away
All that’s left are parts of me
Pieced back together incomplete
Oh sweet christine, please sing for me

Sing for me

As we wander through the cellars
A mile below the earth
Wrapped in silk and grave dirt
This phantom love still longs to be
And in my heart I feel her sing
Hands to the organ, strike the keys

Look what man’s hatred did to me
I am a monster that you fear
Those whispers that you breathe

That you breathe

As we wander through the cellars
A mile below the earth
Wrapped in silk and grave dirt
This phantom love still longs to be
And in my heart I feel her sing
Hands to the organ, strike the keys

Look what man’s hatred did to me
I am a monster that you fear
Those whispers that you breathe
Discord notes, impassioned tone
The ravaged pain that paints my soul

As we wander through the cellars
A mile below the earth
Wrapped in silk and grave dirt
My phantom love still longs to be
And in my heart I feel her sing
Hands to the organ, strike the keys

In box five I’ll always be
In box five where my love dreams
I am the whispers that you breathe
In box five I hear her sing

For me