shiny red box on a string
watch that girl go
swing, swing, swing
what’s inside the box
lift the lid if you dare to look
you feel the earth
you can smell the birth
in the wet, wet air
shiny red box
so tempting the thrill
yet an act of will to look
what hold’s you back
from peering into the crack
what seethes
what breathes
what dream have you awakened
what lies within
what must begin...?
swing, swing, swing
shiny red box
ancient, Chinese
a swing
a riddle
a way to please
a gift on a string
a way to bring
the spirit back and if she bites
don’t be alarmed
the blood she spits
is filled with charm
shiny red box on a string
watch that girl go swing, swing, swing
shiny red box swings so low
don’t you want to know
the answer
shiny red box she’s on top
Goldilocks will never stop
swing, swing, swing
so tempting the thrill
yet an act of will
to look
what hold’s you back
from peering into the crack
what seethes
what breathes
what dream have you awakened
what lies within
what must begin
the path that you have taken
