Lost songs, they’re going nowhere
Lost for words, with nothing to share
Lost beats with no emotion
Swimming through remotest ocean
Vague shapes and blunted knives
Give their best to crumpled up lives
In this port there’s nowhere to go
Only void to swallow you whole
Refrain:
Sometimes we might wander through these aisles
Picking up the tracers with our minds
Tell me this is where I crossed the line
Winding through the isle of lost songs
Verse 2:
Lost loves, they rot around you
Their molten despair fills the blank air
Lost chords they can’t be broken
Drenched in holes, words unspoken
Vague shapes and lying signs
Take the beauty from these lost lives
In this world there’s nowhere to go
Only void to swallow you whole
Refrain:
Sometimes as we wander through these rites
Picking up transmissions with our wires
Tell me there is something to inspire
Living there inside these lost songs
End on Am
