Lyrics Sisyphus - Wild Strawberries
Ten
miles
to
save
my
name
Steel
crosses
cold
as
stone
Looking
like
a
gambler
throwing
coins
away
I'm
feeling
so
displaced
You're
painting
candy
on
my
faith
You're
so
convincing
I
am
so
ashamed
Riverrun
softly
through
the
hands
of
people
without
toys
Riverrun
boldly
through
Vanity
Fair
Riverrun
cold
Riverrun
slow
Riverrun
free
with
the
wind
in
your
hair
Life
from
the
turn
of
the
stairs
I've
felt
the
mountain
rain
I've
seen
it
nurse
a
thousand
veins
I've
watched
the
rivulets
of
silent
grace
But
now
my
memory
strains
To
wash
its
hands
in
muddy
streams
As
I
sit
fishing
by
a
dying
tree
It's
hard
to
know
your
place
Look
down
and
people
call
you
brave
Look
up
and
people
tell
you
what
to
say
Don't
throw
my
words
away
Don't
even
try
to
paraphrase
Some
words
are
spoken
best
from
broken
frames
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