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