This music box,
With many locks, and countless knobs,
These melodies play on its strings,
They're nightmares that contain my dreams.
This music box,
A proud disease,
Cannot sustain my faulty sleep.
If I thunder down the walls,
Within, another structure stalls.
O' music box!
Open enclosure that can't release!
Calming madness in a silent stream,
Lined with boulders and a storming breeze!
Collect my thoughts!
Within this music box,
An open sea, yet no sea released.
It tempts me with its pounding waves,
Arrests me, I can hear but I must see.
I am trapped, and just this box can set me free!
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 8:35 PM UTC
This music box,
With many locks, and countless knobs,
These melodies play on its strings,
They're nightmares that contain my dreams.
This music box,
A proud disease,
Cannot sustain my faulty sleep.
If I thunder down the walls,
Within, another structure stalls.
O' music box!
Open enclosure that can't release!
Calming madness in a silent stream,
Lined with boulders and a storming breeze!
Collect my thoughts!
Within this music box,
An open sea, yet no sea released.
It tempts me with its pounding waves,
Arrests me, I can hear but I must see.
I am trapped, and just this box can set me free!
