15 noviembre 2015

The Musical Box - Genesis


Play me old king cole 
that i may join with you, 
all your hearts now seem so far from me 
it hardly seems to matter now. 
And the nurse will tell you lies 
of a kingdom beyond the skies. 
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. 
Old king cole was a merry old soul, 
and a merry old soul was he. 
so he called for his pipe, 
and he called for his bowl, 
and he called for his fiddlers three. 
But the clock, tick-tock, 
on the mantlepiece - 
and i want, and i feel, and i know, and i touch, 
the wall! 
She's a lady, she's got time, 
brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. 
she's a lady, she is mine. 
brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. 
I've been waiting here for so long 
and all this time has passed me by 
it doesn't seem to matter now 
you stand there with your fixed expression 
casting doubt on all i have to say. 
why don't you touch me, touch me, 
why don't you touch me, touch me, 
touch me now, now, now, now, now...

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