Play me Old King Cole That I may join with you All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now And the nurse will tell you lies Of a Kingdom beyond the skies But I'm lost within this half-world It hardly seems to matter now Play me my song Here it comes again Play me my song Here it comes again Just a little bit Just a little bit more time Time left to live out my life Play me my song Here it comes again Play me my song Here it comes again Old King Cole was a merry ould soul And a merry old soul was he So he called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called the his fiddlers three And the clock, tick tock On the mantlepiece And I want And I feel And I know And I touch her warmth She's a lady, she's got time Brush back you hair, and let me get to know her face She's a lady, she's mine Brush back you hair, and let me get to know her flesh I've been waiting here for so long And all this time that passed me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me? Why don't you touch me, touch me? Touch me now, now now, now, now The musical box While Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor (8) was playing croquet withCynthia Jane De Blaise-William (9), sweet smiling Cynthia Raised her mallet high and gracefully removed Henry's head. Twoweeks later, in Henry's nursery, she discovered his treasured Musical box. Eagerly she opened it and as "Old King Cole" beganto play, a small spirit-figure appeared. Henry had returned - But not for long, for as he stood into the room his body beganageing rapidly, leaving a child's mind inside. A lifetime'sdesires Surged through him. Unfortunately the attempt to persuade CynthiaJane to fulfill his romantic desire led his nurse to the Nursery to investigate the noise. Instinctively she hurled themusical box at the bearded child, destroying both