Swing Box Lyrics

There's a box under his bed that he never opens up but tonight he pulls it out cause he's come to look for evidence of what he fears: senseless tears wasted years he pulls some relics out studies each and every one he reads between the lines one more time before he breaks the spell that held him down those sentences that sentenced him Does nothing last? The setting sun becomes a sinking ship; chained to the helm?looks like he's going down... A love like that never should have come never should have gone As he feeds them to the fire one by one he's dimly aware he may have learned a thing or two but tuition wasn't cheap and he's only got these foggy notions of what he paid as he's burning records of a debt of love Now he knows sometimes even love is not enough a road that forks can cleave just like a surgeon's scalpel And he finds sometimes he can't even see her face it's been so long memories fade like old newspaper And he fears he'll never find a love like that again God only knows There must be something better