Box Canyon - Jackson C. Frank

Many days and months have I waited for the train

To leave this city far behind, seek country once again

The passengers sit talking all through the afternoon

And the porter waltzes quietly with a honey-colored broom

Well life in a box canyon, it don’t get you very much

Just a lizard and the stone at where he’ll sleep

I go on daydreaming though I’m really out of touch

And the soldier lies forgotten in the keep

Once I had a woman, she reminded me of the wind

And although it was an accident I’d asked the gods to win

And they granted me one favor 'fore they tore the veil away

And I don’t know what I’ve lost or won, I don’t even know today

Each day the children come and they stand around the court

Deciding what is pleasure and when to play

When I was but one of them, well I knew how to sing

Tell me what are my children to say

Well life in a box canyon, it don’t get you very much

Just a lizard and the stone at where he’ll sleep

I go on daydreaming though I’m really out of touch

And the soldier lies forgotten in the keep