Max Kasch - Cardboard Box Machine

Frozen water
Dance on the tips of trees
Falling in the sun
Time has just begun
I'm in love with a roadkill hauler
The chosen daughter
Prance on the stilts of my knees
Stalling for the gun
Times is just a forgotten son
I'm in love with a canvas mauler
Redwood pine cones
Open in a fire, fly away
Stuck in a back porch screen
Time is a sad girl, eyes of green
Sometimes I wish she still loved me
Were they good, my bones
To make a fire you let me
Tuck into your torch, in dreams
Time is a burl
sometimes it seems
Sometimes I see you
in a mountain stream
The moon and starlight woods
Take away what mysteries
That luck might chance upon
Time is a cardboard box machine
Sometimes, it can take us we're we need to be
Redwood pine cones
Only open in a fire, fly away
Confetti
Stuck in a back porch screen
Time is a sad girl, eyes of green
Sometimes I wish she still loved me

Written by:
Max Kasch

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