"Little Boxes" genre: World Fusion
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	Credits: alex schein and andy craver
	Lyrics forget the forms when your absorbed in the meanings the unseen filling up like a gas pump fueling the spirit riding the body to the nearest subway station you are the train of intoxication leaving at noon for the truth, hidden behind questions lingering in your mind the forgotten whispher in time of who you are who you are is not what they tell you to be not what you see when you bleed colors that fade from a canvas of forms so i say forget the forms forget the norms as you remember digger deeper like sand through the fingers like the sea that lingers like love... little boxes in line drawing circles but they never seem to fit right i never seem to fit right in my little box of mine and i can't quit this addiction to my head still pounds, pounds, pounds no changing all the voices in here i've got my little box of fear despertly am i trying to draw these circles in my heart concentric circles of love around you around me marching in line are we individuals? are we equal as we step left,right,left, right to a step of our own or are we really alone? despertly... little boxes in line drawing circles but they never seems to fit right i never seem to fit right in my little box of mine... little (car, tv, mind,house...) little box

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