She was once a child's delight,
Innocence in cloth and string,
Laughing through the days and nights,
Until the inevitable end
Her eyes, though empty, held a gaze,
That spoke of secrets buried deep,
Of love and loss, of joy that swayed,
Then faded like the turning leaves.
Oh, Ragdoll Ragdoll,
Torn and tattered,
Trapped in memories shattered
Oh Ragdoll Ragdoll
Mourn the fallen doll
Died a thousand deaths but it won't crawl,
Back to life forgotten as snow,
Buried deep in hearts that stopped beating long ago
She knew the touch of a young girl's hands,
The warmth of a mother's gentle embrace,
But as the years passed, she took her stand,
In a house of dust and lonely space.
Her button eyes, once bright and clear,
Had seen too much, had felt too much pain,
Each owner's death, a recurring fear,
That haunted her in silent stare...
Oh, Ragdoll Ragdoll,
Torn and tattered,
Trapped in memories shattered
Oh Ragdoll Ragdoll
Mourn the fallen doll
Died a thousand deaths but it won't crawl,
Back to life forgotten as snow,
Buried deep in hearts that stopped beating long ago...
She longed for rest, for stillness absolute,
To lie unmoving, unloved and unseen,
But even in the attic, forgotten, mute,
Her threadbare heart beat with anguish serene.
Oh...
The notes ascending, reaching high,
Then falling, falling, to the dark inside....
Oh, Ragdoll Ragdoll,
Torn and tattered,
Trapped in memories shattered aborn
Sing now for the broken toy
Lifeless and restless a lost girl or boy
Echoes of laughter stifled in cries
in her porcelain skin she awaits for you to die...
Now she lies broken, discarded and old,
A forgotten relic of a lost age folds
Her story etched in threads that told
Of joy and sorrow, love and rage so cold
Yet even in her final, broken state,
She dreams of those who once held her fate,
Of children's laughter and embraces great...
And wonders if such love has ever clean her dark slate...