allow to flee a mile to be all the while in tribes i played survived and prayed to be free and send my letters out delivered sermons through the sea for the girls of wild strawberries so proud to speak of how i otherwise am weak and now i blind my head divine the current from the stream a child i ll never know denied reminded who are we by the girls of wild strawberries i blind my head divine the current from the stream a child i ll never know denied reminded who are we by the girls of wild strawberries