Purple Box

No trouble anymore And I float on the road Mattress still on the porch With your purple box, heart of stone I'm still glad you were born I remember it all But in my weak chest's a thorn I'm a tired child, a cannonball Steep turn, sharp right, night falls Then I do need you "Please be careful what you wish for" Rings in my mind every time I go When I'm back I could write If I write, then I'll sing Songs where we both belong Sketching block, of things unworn You're faithful like a dog And I'm your sworn friend too You also make some things easier Like brand-new shoes, September Alone still, no surprise I do want you I'll sleep now and when I wake up again We'll find the names to call these things the same No troubles anymore And I float on the road Your mattress still on the porch You, with your purple box And tell me, how's your heart of stone?