Shelter Me

Shelter Me It’s just a cardboard box my friend, No good to man nor beast, Until the dreadful night descends It’s there you’ll have to sleep, Then it becomes your shelter, Paper walls become your home, You’ve nothing else to cling to, And nowhere else to go. It’s just a cardboard box my friend, You’re quick to throw away, Not thinking that tomorrow It may be where you’ll lay, Beneath a cardboard ceiling On a bed of solid stone, With nothing left to warm you But a coat, you’re all alone. It’s just a cardboard box my friend I’m sure you must agree, That there, but for the grace of God, Lies either you or me, A cruel and lifeless empty space, Where many souls lay crying, Remember as you pass them by They’re now on us relying.