The Old Trunk In The Attic Lyrics
(Edgar, brokenhearted, mopes around his family manor. He finds himself rummaging through an old suitcase in the attic.)
(Narrator)
The old trunk in the attic
Where grandmothers broken heart was tossed
In a box with a ballet shoe
And dead soldiers cross
The old trunk in the attic
With the candlesticks your great uncle saved
From the girl in the market
Whose mother he once paid to go away
The old trunk in the attic
With a dress for a child but hardly worn
Stained in the memory and tears
For a name you’ll never learn
The old trunk in the attic
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Where your grandfathers glass eye lays to rest
Your sweet aunts nostalgia
And Annabellas formula for raising up the dead
Annabella’s formula for raising up the dead
Clever mother Annabella with her clever head, oh
Annabellas formula for raising up the dead
