Текст песни The Postman Syndrome - Rotating Crib Toy
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[Chapter VI]“Oh no, not again.”One day I came to a trembling shadow.Beneath my eyes he seemed to smile.Then wouldn`t you know, an arm came upand grabbed a hold of my little wrist.The arm was old,and there seemed to be something all too familiar about this.Then I recalled a voice saying “don`t be afraid,the day will come when you don`t recognize your very own facebut you can`t let it go,you must give it away,and it`s on your own shoulders that this burden must be placed.”“Little boy you will grow old.”“If I`m lucky, so I`m told.”“Are you afraid to let go?”“It`s beautiful how little you know...“Actually, I`ve been holding something I`ve been meaning to give to you,because it`s your turn to know who you areand where I am, so I can forget you.”“Little boy what`s this you say?You act as if you`ve known of this day...and why do I remember your face?”I said, “Now I know I can never truly leave this place.I`m sorry that I must do this to you.But you asked,and so you have now chosen to be the boy you hold for a while.So look harder at me into my eye.”Then I heard him cry “oh no.”[Chapter VII]...