Musical Box
Those of us who do not grow up playing PSP might have seen and played with a musical box in our life. I could remember staring at the ballerina in the musical box, listening to the smoothing music, letting time by. It paradoxically creates a space of silence from the noisy hustling world; a space of bliss after a tiring day of work or school.
This song was inspired through a Msn conversation with my friend, who was tired of the mundane life, concluding with "sad adult life".
I wish I could speak my heart. After praying for my friend, I thought I could use a song to sing the voice of my heart.
I have a musical box at home that is now filled with ornaments, sewing accessories, covered up in a cluster of perfumes and cosmetics; the box neither sings nor the ballerina spins. It is useful, but not used for it's purpose; it is purposeful, but left forgotten, never happy.
God made humans to enjoy life with Him, He is the Creator of life and joy!
Psalm 16:11
"You have made known to me the path of life;
You will fill me with joy in Your presence,
with eternal pleasures at Your right hand."
Psalm 23:1-3
"The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need.
He lets me rest in green meadows;
He leads me beside peaceful streams.
He renews my strength.
He guides me along right paths,
bringing honor to His name."
Psalm 30:11,12
"You turned my wailing into dancing;
You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
that my heart may sing to You and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give You thanks forever.
So why not let the Creator wind you up, and let you sing and dance with overwhelming joy once again! God made us to be happy in Him.
Musical Box
Wind up your musical box
And let the ballerina dance
Watch her spin to the melody
In the silent bliss
Wind up your musical box
And let the ballerina dance
Watch her spin to the melody
In the silent bliss
But we’re all like the musical box
Filled with jewelleries and gold
Stacked upon with bottles of scent
Or used as a paper weight
Ballerina who was made to dance
Now trapped in daily mundane
If the box’s used for every other thing
Could it even sing?
So let The Maker wind your musical box
And set your pretty feet to dance
Then you’ll spin to the melody
Oh what bliss life is
So let The Maker wind your musical box
And set your pretty feet to dance
Then you’ll spin to the melody
Oh what bliss life is
Then you’ll spin to the melody
Oh what bliss life is
Lyrics: Jonathon and Wei Chuan