Purple Box

No trouble anymore

And I float on the road

Your mattress still on the porch

With your purple box, heart of stone

I'm still glad you were born

I remember it all

But in my weak chest's a thorn

I'm a tired child, a cannonball

Steep turn, sharp right, night falls

Then I do need you, "Please be careful what you wish for"

Rings in my mind every time I go

When I'm back I could write

If I write, then I'll sing

Songs where we both belong

Sketching block, of things unworn

You're faithful as a dog

And I'm you're sworn friend too

You also make some things easier

Like brand new shoes, September

Alone still no surprise

I do want you

I'll sleep now and when I wake up again

We'll find the name to call these things the same

No trouble anymore

And I float on the road

Your mattress still on the porch

You, with your purple box

And tell me how's your heart of stone?