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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=71335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Musical Box</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While henry hamilton-smythe minor (8) was playing croquet with cynthia jane de blaise-william (9), sweet-smiling cynthia raised her mallet high and gracefully removed henrys head. two weeks lat<br>N henrys nursery, she discovered his treasured musical box. eagerly she opened it and as old king cole began to play, a small spirit- figure appeared. henry had returned - but not f<br>Ng, for as he stood in the room his body began ageing rapidly, leaving a childs mind inside. a lifetimes desires surged through him. unfortunately the attempt to persuade cynthia jane to fulfi<br>S romantic desire led his nurse to the nursery to investigate the noise. instinctively nanny hurled the musical box at the bearded child, destroying both.<br>Play me old king cole<br>That I may join with you,<br>All your hearts now seem so far from me<br>It hardly seems to matter now.<br>And the nurse will tell you lies<br>Of a kingdom beyond the skies.<br>But I am lost within this half-world,<br>It hardly seems to matter now.<br>Play me my song.<br>Here it comes again.<br>Play me my song.<br>Here it comes again.<br>Just a little bit,<br>Just a little bit more time,<br>Time left to live out my life.<br>Play me my song.<br>Here it comes again.<br>Play me my song.<br>Here it comes again.<br>Old king cole was a merry old soul,<br>And a merry old soul was he.<br>So he called for his pipe,<br>And he called for his bowl,<br>And he called for his fiddlers three.<br>But the clock, tick-tock,<br>On the mantlepiece -<br>And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,<br>Her warmth...<br>Shes a lady, shes got time,<br>Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.<br>Shes a lady, she is mine.<br>Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.<br>Ive been waiting here for so long<br>And all this time has passed me by<br>It doesnt seem to matter now<br>You stand there with your fixed expression<br>Casting doubt on all I have to say.<br>Why dont you touch me, touch me,<br>Why dont you touch me, touch me,<br>Touch me now, now, now, now, now...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Genesis - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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