"Music Box" genre: Acoustic
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	My Grandmother had a little music box that had a ballerina in a bottle who would dance to the tune that it played. This is the inspiration for the song....sure wish I had that music box now....
	CD: Bootleg Credits: April Kelly
	Lyrics Music Box Days go by In a Prozac high She can't remember why The music left her No more tears to cry Where did she go? Where did she go? She's lost inside her music box again Cue the winder, start the dancing In the glass blown bubble of her life She can't hear me or others who might try to reach her Lost inside the music box again. Catch the falling star that tumbles Hide from thunder, the roar that rumbles Through the muddy waters of her mind Remember days of saving graces In her Springtime, smiling faces Reflections of a time in life more kind. Now, in her room Night will be coming soon She hears a soothing tune The notes they wrap around her Like the stars 'round the moon. Where did she go? Where did she go? She's lost inside her music box again Cue the winder, start the dancing In the glass blown bubble of her life She can't hear me or others who might try to reach her Lost inside the music box again No, she can't hear me or others who might try to reach her Lost inside the music box again. Copyright 1999, April Kelly

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