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Strolling under harbor lights, Lilja reads a line
‘Poor Tatiana’
In another library, Rochester arrives
Oh lord, he’s half-blind
Lancelot and Guinevere came nowhere near the pier
No love this year
Marian called Robin Hood to save her from the sea
But words are cheap

Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done
And Lilja heard but wonder’s thunder
All the books she read kept her in bed and hurt her head
Her tragic flaw was not a blunder

Percival got drunk and tossed his cup into the snow
Where’d the grail go?
Catherine found her Heathcliff but the Brontes died alone
Air gets so cold
Wind revives the balladeers sentenced to their words
Fog means return
For the bards and troubadours, sentences are worlds
We long but don’t learn

Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done
And Lilja heard but wonder’s thunder
All the books she read kept her in bed and hurt her head
Her tragic flaw was not a blunder

Teeter totter by the harbor, Lilja looked up saw a starfish
Holding her hand was Ophelia,
Smith, Elliot; Plath, Sylvia

Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done
But Lilja lived her blunder thunder
All the books she read put her to rest on a seabed
Her tragic flaw still makes me wonder


Mirror lyrics:

Her tragic flaw still makes me wonder
All the books she read put her to rest on a seabed
But Lilja lived her blunder thunder
Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done

Smith, Elliot; Plath, Sylvia
Holding her hand was Ophelia,
Teeter totter by the harbor, Lilja looked up saw a starfish

Her tragic flaw was not a blunder
All the books she read kept her in bed and hurt her head
And Lilja heard but wonder’s thunder
Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done

We long but don’t learn
For the bards and troubadours, sentences are worlds
Fog means return
Wind revives the balladeers sentenced to their words
Air gets so cold
Catherine found her Heathcliff but the Brontes died alone
Where’d the grail go?
Percival got drunk and tossed his cup into the snow

Her tragic flaw was not a blunder
All the books she read kept her in bed and hurt her head
And Lilja heard but wonder’s thunder
Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done

But words are cheap
Marian called Robin Hood to save her from the sea
No love this year
Lancelot and Guinevere came nowhere near the pier
Oh lord, he’s half-blind
In another library, Rochester arrives
‘Poor Tatiana’
Strolling under harbor lights, Lilja reads a line


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