Box Full of Rocks — Jason Erie

Box Full Of Rocks

Ain’t it funny what kind of damage we can do

With a roll of duct tape and the power of a prayer

One match can start a blaze that we could see from outer space

I got a box full of rocks and a heart full of despair

Keep your mind out of my pockets

Keep your hands where I can see ‘em

I got a slingshot taut and my arms are tiring

Gone, go on, get to going

goodbyes are for suckers, I ain’t telling you again

Well, look now, Ma, I got my sleeves rolled up

I’ve learned from your lessons, I don’t drink no more

I’m just so damn tired of keeping up

Heavy is the heart that beats to bruised

Heavy is the heart

Keep your ear to the ground, nose cleaner than the iron rail

This freighter’s gonna carry us away

You say something’s wrong, but it ain’t gonna get better

This world’s gonna burn, we’re just brimstone anyway

Well, look now, Ma, I got my eyes wide shut

I’m trying to be positive, but these wires get crossed

I’ve grown bitter like a lemon, a little yellow like the rind

Tough and heavy like this damaged heart of mine

Heavy is the heart

Ain’t it funny what kind of damage we can do