box marked fragile 3

I am a box marked fragile
I am sitting on your porch
I am ready to be opened
it's cold here in the rain
now, I don't mean to complain
but this is not what I was hoping

masking tape isn't holding
I packed too many memories
higher than you can count
if you let me in the door
I won't need them anymore
you can help me throw them out

       I can be strong
       I know I can
       I just need a little help
       this box contains
       a broken man
       who's trying to save himself

I am a box marked fragile
my destination is
to your open arms
I don't know how you feel
but I'm the real deal
honey, I ain't no false alarm

          I can be strong
          I know I will
          I just need a gentle hand
          to hold me up until
          I get the strength to stand

I am a box marked fragile
I am all beaten up
battered through and through
but if you take me in
the healing can begin
and I'll be good as new
I'll be good as new

box marked fragile 2

I am a box marked fragile
I am sitting on your porch
ready to be opened
it's cold here in the rain
now, I don't mean to complain
but this is not what I was hoping

this duct tape isn't holding
I packed all these memories
so many you can't count them
if you open up your door
I won't need them anymore
help me throw them out

       I can be strong
       I know I can
       I just need a little help
       this box contains
       a broken man
       help him save himself

I am a box marked fragile
my destination is
to your open arms
I don't know how you feel
but I'm the real deal
honey, I ain't no false alarm

          I can be strong
          I know I will
          I just need a trusting hand
          to help me up until
          I get the strength to stand

I am a box marked fragile
I am all beaten up
battered through and through
but once you let me in
the healing can begin
and I'll be good as new
I'll be good as new

I don't know what it will be, but it will be

I can't get something with my computer right, so let me tell you what I'm rewriting in this new song. First off, that line about "I am arriving..." is gonna change to "I am sitting on your porch."

Nice change, farmboy.

Thanks. I like it.

That whole "I packed too many memories/so many you can't count" needs to be changed. I don't like having a word like "many" used twice. I don't know what it will be, but it will be.

Changed?

Changed, yeah.

Okay, one more. "I know how you must feel," well, I don't like that either. That's gotta change to, I don't know, "I don't know how you feel." Something like that.

I like where this is going, farmboy.

It feels so fuckin' good to be on the way of completing a song, man. I love getting songs.

box marked fragile (complete first draft)

I am a box marked fragile
I am arriving at your door
I am waiting to be opened
it's cold and dark and raining
I don't mean to be complaining
but this is not what I was hoping

this duct tape isn't holding
I packed too many memories
so many you can't count
if you open up your door
I won't need them anymore
you could help me throw them out

       I can be strong
       I know I can
       I just need a little help
       this box contains
       a broken man
       help me save myself

I am a box marked fragile
my final destination
is to your open arms
I know how you must feel
but I'm the real deal
honey, I ain't no false alarm

I've got a map and compass
they're both inside my heart
and it's their job to lead me home
but, oh, the damage I can do
on my way to finding you
I've never felt so all alone

       I can be strong
       I know I will
       but I need a helping hand
       to help me up until
       I get the strength to stand

I am a box marked fragile
I am all beaten up
battered through and through
but if you take me in
the healing can begin
and I'll be good as new
I'll be good as new

box marked fragile (another new verse)

I am a box marked fragile
I'm ready for my journey
to your open arms
I know how you must feel
but I'm the real deal
honey, I ain't no false alarm

box marked fragile (new verse)

I've got a map and compass
they're both inside my heart
and it's their job to lead me home
and, ah, the damage I can do
on my way to finding you
I've never felt more alone

I miss Christmas

I miss Christmas
when I was a child
when the world could be changed
by freshly fallen snow
back when
daydreams grew wild
and my little town
was the only world I could know