Lilja's Lament Paroles

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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(Chorus:)

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
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Percival got drunk and tossed his cup into the snow
Where'd the grail go?
Catherine found her Heathcliff but the Brontes died alone We long but don't learn
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(Chorus:)

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
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(Chorus:)

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