The Box

They come out of nowhere

They show all the signs

Convenient and mortal

Without any reason, they run

'Til they run out of time

And in the confusion

You feel for the betrayed

It's a murder of seasons

The gathered have barely begun

Time enough to be afraid

All the while, you're dying, be careful who you know

All the friends are smiling, come on, enjoy the show

Only while you're dying do you ever really know

'Cause all the eyes are smiling, take a breath, enjoy the show