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Wild Strawberries Carving Wooden Spectacles The Only Things I Know Maybe you're waiting Hoping the world will spell it's name In an open minded, whole-hearted way Maybe you're waiting Looking for the widow Who's lost between a lie and a lonely way Maybe you're afraid I'm the same way A beggar's crutch, an angel's sigh A broken hand pressed to its side These are the only things I know Love is nothing when it's wise Jesus holds me wondering why These are the only things I know Everyone's a preacher and everyone's a baker And everyone's a bit of an undertaker going round and round Throw me a bottle and I'll pass you a hammer And we can make music like chinese lanterns blowing down I can hear you talk about the space behind the mirror And I can see you hold your hand up high Breathe into the wind and talk about eternity Look into the gutter and tell me what you see The patient sun, the constant tide The tuneless minstrelsy of pride These are the only things I know I am yours and you are mine Life is circled by a line These are the only things I know |
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