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Boxes of Tears

It's harder to be the one who left
Than the one you left behind
They want all the sympathy they get
You had to make up your mind

When you're standing in a pile of boxes in tears
And it feels like you've got nothing left to show
Don't know why your head is spinning
After all these years
And it feels like you've got nowhere left to go

What we're doing isn't serious, they'd say
But it sure as hell is important
It's not a thing people see every day
We turn and feel without judgement

(chorus)

Walking away from unfulfilled promises
Is harder than living with lies
There's no easy way to say "You don't love me"
When you can't see through sad puffy eyes

(chorus)

And just as these new fresh moments
At times dance ever so close
The weight of many years' habits
Crushes the wings of your soul

(chorus)

What we're doing isn't serious, they'd say
But it sure as hell is important
It's not a thing people see every day
We can turn and feel in an instant

Even though it feels like you've got
Nowhere left to go

6/6/25

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