The Musical Box

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'm 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 ould soul

And a merry old soul was he

So he called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called the his fiddlers three

And the clock, tick tock

On the mantlepiece

And I want

And I feel

And I know

And I touch her warmth

She's a lady, she's got time

Brush back you hair, and let me get to know her face

She's a lady, she's mine

Brush back you hair, and let me get to know her flesh

I've been waiting here for so long

And all this time that 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

The musical box

While Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor (8) was playing croquet withCynthia Jane De Blaise-William (9), sweet smiling Cynthia

Raised her mallet high and gracefully removed Henry's head. Twoweeks later, in Henry's nursery, she discovered his treasured

Musical box. Eagerly she opened it and as "Old King Cole" beganto play, a small spirit-figure appeared. Henry had returned -

But not for long, for as he stood into the room his body beganageing rapidly, leaving a child's mind inside. A lifetime'sdesires

Surged through him. Unfortunately the attempt to persuade CynthiaJane to fulfill his romantic desire led his nurse to the

Nursery to investigate the noise. Instinctively she hurled themusical box at the bearded child, destroying both