The Musical Box

Текст песни GENESIS - The Musical Box <br/> Play me Old King ColeThat I may join with you,All your hearts now seem so far from meIt hardly seems to matter now.And the nurse will tell you liesOf a kingdom beyond the skies.( )<br />But I am lost within this half-world,It hardly seems to matter now.Play me my song.Here it comes again.Play me my song.Here it comes again.Just a little bit,Just a little bit more time,Time left to live out my life.Play me my song.Here it comes again.Play me my song.Here it comes again.She&#039;s a lady, she&#039;s got time.Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.She&#039;s a lady, she&#039;s got time.Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.I&#039;ve been waiting here for so longAnd all this time has past me byIt does&#039;nt seem to matter nowYou stand there with your fixed expressionCasting doubt on all I have to sayWhy don&#039;t you touch me, touch me,Why don&#039;t you touch me, touch me, touch me,Touch me now, now, now, now, now,.THE MUSICAL BOX.While Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor (8) was playing croquetwith Cynthia Jane De Blaise-William (9), sweet-smilingCynthia raised her mallet high and gracefully removedHenry&#039;s head. Two weeks later, in Henry&#039;s nursery, she