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Letra de The Box (Live)

The storm was high on Monday When someone found the box It promised hope and future Can't tell you what it costTo spare us from the northern wind As we walked our lonely track The box was found on Monday But I don't want to give it backThe water tastes so sweet tonight And the heat restores my soul Something doesn't feel right But it's under my controlA hunted little soul Feeding the machineWe took their precious token So we can use it anywhere We marvelled at its colours And how we're free to dream and dare Dream and dareThe water's not so good tonight And I think I'll just be cold I can't afford the heat or light And the pleasure's growing oldA hundred little souls Feeding the machineWe took their precious token So we can use it anywhere We marvelled at its colours And how we're free to dream and dareAnd with their precious token They know exactly where we've been They wondered at our dullness And now we're slaves to the machineAnd soon there came a time They wanted mind and soul And all I thought was mine Was out of my controlA hundred million souls Lost in the machineWe took their precious token So we can use it anywhere We marvelled at its colours And how we're free to dream and dareAnd with their precious token They know exactly where we've been They wondered at our dullness And now we're slaves to the machineThe storm was high on Monday When someone found the box It stole our hope and future Can't tell you what it costIt tore us like the northern wind Sold us down our lonely track The box was found on Monday But I don't know how to give it backOne thing can revoke the hardest sentence And that's repentance And I meant itI've been trying to forgive you For the bad times that we lived through That would surely be a breakthrough To change the world That would change the worldLet me go