Paroles de Boxes

Laughter rings hollow in the dining room Cackling across empty platters I know I missed another stitch They cannot hide the sadness in their grins Gently fraying at the hems and the neckline Hours of hands fussing fall through the seams I made it to the 21st century Everything comes in boxes these days Lining the sidewalks for the holidays Rummaging through the manuals Bells and whistles keep me on my horse Deja vu rides like an antique sports car Timeless finish floats past the potholes I made it to the 21st century Can't they fix everything Box me up with the satisfaction guarantee I know there's a piece that's wrong with me