Music Box – Carfax Abbey – letras

The chimes and times are swirling in my headLike a memory or a melody from the pastSeconds turn to hours then to daysLost timeIs not so precious nowThe movement’s creek and moanBroken toyThis lullaby of brass and bloodBroken chimes still play my songBeauty in this place will never last longMy heart is bound and locked inside, a mortise in my soulThis souvenir of wood I windLost in this endless dance, pretty sounds for the porcelain dollShe dances to this winter song but she won’t cry, she never criedLocked inside this music boxWinding springs that bind my coreMusic chest of memories lostAre locked inside this music boxWinding springs that bind my heartMusic chest of memories lostAre locked inside this music boxWinding springs that bind my coreDrop me lifeless to the floorMusic chest of memories lostAre locked inside this music box.