The little box,
That's bigger on the inside.
So many people have passed through.
So many faces,
So many places,
So many shades of blue.
The man who lives in it.
His personality's bigger on the inside too.
If you meet him, at first glance he's a clown.
A happy, bumbling madman.
But deep down inside,
You'll see that he cries.
For they've all gone,
All of his friends,
Taking their faces,
Going back to their places,
And leaving only sad, sad, shades of blue.