Boxes - Billie Marten

Someday’s I feel that I am bigger than most

I don’t have the ego, I’m not one to boast

It is just I see the people

As part of the whole

It is just, I see the people in a big fish bowl

We are boxes on boxes

On boxes on boxes, haunted

And we have things we don’t need

We are with and without in the road

So damn tired of being a lady

So damn bored of being a girl

Then again

If we look at it plainly

I’d feel the same if I were a boy

It is not the weather for the market today

We just feel the pressure, the pressure of days

We are sat upon a table where the food is hot

We’ll be talking for hours and we’ll eat the whole lot

We are boxes on boxes

On boxes on boxes, haunted

And we have things we don’t need

We are with and without in the road

So damn tired of being a lady

So damn bored of being a girl

Then again

If we look at it plainly

I’d feel the same if I were a boy

I’d feel the same if I were a boy

Life is but a dream

I am just asleep

Floating

Tell me what you need

I am on my knees

Floating

Beautifully free

Life is good to me

Floating

Da-da-da-da-dum

La-da-da-da-dum

Floating