My Old Music Box
I love the song of my old music box
Singing the tune of Joyful Joyful
Everytime I'd open it
There was the song, so simple
But so beautiful
I love when it would just open up a new light
Although I've been through a lot that day
Just hearing the sound of the song
The song which reminded me of love
Love so beautiful
I love the way it would brighten up the sky
I mean, everytime I'd open that Music Box
There, looking out my window, was the sun
The sun grazing the depths of the cement and grass
The landscape so beautiful
I loved it when it would make me smile from the deepest frown
I loved it when it would sound the song of the Triumphant and Brave
I loved it when I would open it and it play
I loved it when I would let it ring for hours, and hours a day
But that I have grown from my younger years
I can see myself walking further away
But as I fade into the dark, dark light
I can still hear my old Music Box
My old Music Box singing its song
Copyright © Gavin D.S. | Year Posted 2007
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