《Orpheus/Sonnet》歌词

[00:00:01] Orpheus/Sonnet - Patricia Barber

[00:00:17] These days, I have become a collector

[00:00:27] Tender of the flimsy, yellow, and still

[00:00:36] Putting one foot in front of the other

[00:00:47] I take the formless to heart, and I fill

[00:00:54] Pots with dirt and myself with cold white wine

[00:01:06] Utterly beside the point in straw hat

[00:01:11] And fussing with flowers, I am consigned

[00:01:16] Neither to here nor there, to this and that

[00:01:24] Long since the Furies cried, I’ve been alone

[00:01:34] For gods don’t rejoice in the death of two

[00:03:10] Doggedly, like Sisyphus and his stone

[00:03:21] I push, but second chances are so few

[00:03:51] When I stumble, kind eyes avert their gaze

[00:03:59] And we fall each time I look back, these days