The box that we're thinking
outside of is shrinking
because we've only been thinking
from within all along
The times that we've wanted
are somewhat unwonted
and somewhat unrisen
with the rise of the dawn
The times that we've wanted
to leave our own pain
Those times never wanted
us anyway
We're deep in our prison,
still never unfree
Within our own prison
holding the key
Through bars of misfortune
Through chances unseen
Through tears of distortion
Through years that we dream
Through locks of compassion-
sheltered unfree
We'll take heaven or hell
to end misery
Now the box that we're thinking
outside of is gone
because we've only been thinking
from within all along
We've only been thinking
from within
all along.