Rest In Patience

So I’ve got this melody, you see.
And I’ve been meaning to share it.
But you closed your hands as I went to give.
And now I’ve gone and spent it.

Years paint different pictures.
Gold only lasts so long.
Pick me up off the ground
to write a new song.

Dead as my patience.
Where did the car ride go?
Is that really all you wanted?
The box stays empty.