كلمات Music Box

The chimes and times are swirling in my head Like a memory or a melody from the past Seconds turn to hours then to days Lost time Is not so precious now The movement's creek and moan Broken toy This lullaby of brass and blood Broken chimes still play my song Beauty in this place will never last long My heart is bound and locked inside, a mortise in my soul This souvenir of wood I wind Lost in this endless dance, pretty sounds for the porcelain doll She dances to this winter song but she won't cry, she never cried Locked inside this music box Winding springs that bind my core Music chest of memories lost Are locked inside this music box Winding springs that bind my heart Music chest of memories lost Are locked inside this music box Winding springs that bind my core Drop me lifeless to the floor Music chest of memories lost Are locked inside this music box.