Man named Hazel

You can rhyme
So you think you’re clever
But can you keep time
With the rest of the band
There’s no internal beat
Not even that of your heart
So what can you do
With the external but never
Substantial
Changes

Are you alive inside that box?
Because there’s no one out here to talk for you
Are you hearing me inside your shell?
Because there’s no saints, no angels
They just don’t care like you do about you

And there’s your proof
Why the sun is burning
Not for me or you
Just because it can
Here’s more untruths
For a man named Hazel
They'll open up the sky
If you want back in

Are you okay inside that tea oak chest?
Because there’s no key out here for you
Just a lock, chisel and maybe a hammer
But no one wants to waste the energy
To let you out anymore