Lilja's Lament Lyrics - Singles - Indica

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 

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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 them bards and troubadours 

Sentences are worlds 

We long but don't learn 

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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 

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