A man built a box To the exact specifications Too short to stand, too narrow to sit A place where one could hide A place where one could be hidden The correct posture to disappear It only comes in handy when one looks to correct another A perfect place, a perfect place to forget Because of all the distraction from staying alive Or at least being comfortable Unwind in Sun, unwind in Sun Unwind in Sun, unwind in Sun A man pounded nails in from the outside of the box An inch apart, across on all sides It worked as a way to make his vision clear The correct posture, the correct posture to disappear It only comes in handy when one looks to correct another A perfect place When asked what he hoped to achieve with the box Only to unwind in the Sun, he answered Only to unwind in the Sun