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The Box (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I am a box, I am a screen
I’m every nightmare, I’m every dream
I am the window over your land
so turn me on, come take my hand
don’t push me
I offer you scandal, I offer a wealth
of gratuitous violence, hazardous to your health
I give the vision, of how life should be
I choose your heroes, come follow me
Come follow me
it’s just a box, it’s just a screen
it’s only a nightmare, it’s only a dream
we give the vision, of how life should be
we choose our own heroes, come follow me

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The Box (Letra)

Sheryl Crow

Sheryl Crow

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Jack’s sittin’ back in a pitch black box
When some light shines through a crack in the corner
Will he take the risk break out of this
Place that he hates or will he just sit and wonder
If he springs out there’s no doubt that his system might be shocked
But he’s afraid what it might take for him to unlock
The box

1st chorus
You can be free if you want to
Travel outside the lines
If you dare to be individual
No tellin’ who’s inside
The box

Jacklyn’s got green hair, piercings everywhere
She’s not scared to be different
She does what she loves above all
There’s not any walls in her environment
She’s herself no one else she knows you only get one time
To wear your shoes in life and view the world from outside
The box

2nd chorus
You can be free if you want to
Travel outside the lines
If you dare to be individual
No tellin’ who’s inside
The box

Repeat chorus

The box
The box

The Box (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I had a box
A box that could talk
We looked inside and found
A yellow ribbon

So i took that box
For a long, long walk
And we had a talk
And went to look for a friend

And i had to eat you

We went shopping
The whole while talking
We fell upon a little egg
And the egg started talking

Could this be true
Have i really found you
To stop this box from talking
Well i must eat you

And i had to eat you
Have i really found you

The egg is terrified
But not to my surprise
But i had to stop him
This box from talking

So i said goodbye
And i see you both next time
And i’ll be along my way
But the ribbons will always stay

And i had to eat you
Have i really found you

The Box (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

This poem was first released on the poems, prayers and promises album. it is the only album it has been released on.

Once upon a time in the land of hushabye
Around about the wondrous days of yore
I came across a sort of box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labelled kindly do not touch, it’s war

Decree was issued round about
All with a flourish and a shout
And a gaily coloured mascot tripping lightly on before
Don’t fiddle with this deadly box or break the chains or pick the locks
And please, don’t ever play about with war

Well, the children understood
Children happen to be good
They were just as good around the time of yaw
They didn’t try to pick the locks, or break into that deadly box
They never tried to play about with war

Mummies didn’t either
Sisters, aunts, grannies neither
Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yaw
Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow
For opening up that deadly box of war

But someone did
Someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A sort of bouncy, bumpy ball made up of guns and flags and all the tears and horror and the death that goes with war

It bounced right out
And went bashing all about
And bumping into everything and stored
And what was sad and most unfair is that it didn’t seem to care who much it bumped
Or why, or what, or for

It bumped the children mainly
And i’ll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them every day, and more and more, and leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
Cause when it bumps, it’s really very sore

Now there’s a way to stop the ball
It isn’t difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom, i’m absolutely sure that we could get it back into the box
And buy the chains and lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children any more

Well, that’s the way it all appears
Cause it’s been bouncing round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom wiz since those wondrous days of yaw
And the time they came across the box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labelled kindly do not touch, it’s war

Words by lascelles

The Box (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão


On the top shelf in the closet,
In the workshop where he spent his extra time
Was a dust wooden box _that i had never noticed till that time
And we set on the table and carefully, we opened up the top
And stared into the memory_daddy kept inside the box

There was a letter from mamma, when she went out to reno
To help her sister out in 62
And a flower from hawaii, when they went on vacation
It was the first time that my daddy ever flew

And the pocket knife i gave__to him on fathers day
Years ago, i thought it had been lost
We all thought his heart was made from solid rock
But that was long before we found the box

I guess we always knew it_but "i love you" was hard for him to say
Some men show it easy and some just never seem to find the way
But that night i began__to see the softer side of some i had lost
I saw the love he kept inside the first time_we opened up the box

There was a picture that was taken,when he and mom were dating
Standing by his 1944,
And the faded leather bible, he got when he was baptised
I guess no one understood him like the lord

And the poem that he had written, about his wife and children
The tender words he spoke were quite a shock

We all thought his heart was made of solid rock
But that was long before we found the box
Yes that was long before we found the box

The Box (Letra)

Annihilator

Annihilator

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Yesterday when i was just a boy in times of youthful hero worship
My kind have been molded by images on the screen
Brought up to emulate the big guns
Another guest on death’s best show
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows
Electric waves the demon’s fly
Now could we just be bred to kill or die
There must be something else
The blame i place on myself
Behind tired eyes the demons stir
The tears go uncried

In the box – doin’ time
Now that i’m grown
Abandoned childhood toys
But still what danger have i retained?
To grab the brass ring
& go in for the kill & covet the goods you know dem got for murder
In the box – doin’ time
& the minds are locked down