Louise Hoffsten Box Full Of Faces
(Larson / Hoffsten) when you lose face it's good to have one in reserve a soul with no face would surly be void in this world wrapped in foil for pain and for joy a box full of faces a box full of faces a box full of faces without any face feet would be dancing with death leaving no trace heart burning up in it's breath laying in a hole exchanging your soul for a box full of faces a box full of faces a box full of tears one to trust, one to doubt one to fit in the crowd one for any time and place a box full of faces... one for love, one for hate one for getting past the gate one for power and pride one to help you hide one for crying out loud
