Lyric

There is a box under the weak street light

Sealed with a breath I never tried to hide

Every night it hums a quiet maybe

Like it knows my fear and calls me baby

I shake it once I shake it twice

Hear my hope collide with doubt inside

I will not open it too soon

I will not tear the dark from the moon

Till morning learns my name

Till the truth survives the flame

I keep my hands away

From the box before dawn

Edges worn by all the days I ran

Corners cut like promises I planned

Could be a crown or just a stone

Could be the proof I am alone

Every step the clock stands still

Fear is loud but silence kills

I will not open it too soon

I will not beg the night for truth

Till the sky begins to yawn

Till the stars are finally gone

I let the answer stay withdrawn

In the box before dawn

If I know then I can fall

If I see then I lose it all

So I breathe in maybe

Let the question save me

Hold the dark

Hold the spark

Hope is heavy in the dark

Now the light spills on the floor

I am not afraid anymore

Whether fire whether stone

I can face it on my own

Hands are shaking heart is warm

I open the box at dawn

Morning knows my name