by Lee Ranaldo
When you're lost
When every indecision
Seems to fade away
Into the wind in vain
When every single dream
Requires revision
When they roll around
In your head again and again
'Cause you're lost
You really don't know
That you're lost
You're lost, but you're whole
When you hate
To seem like such a beginner
And the measure of your life
Runs right through your hand
When you're playing a game
Without any clear winner
And you do the things you do
Just because you can
But you're lost
You really don't know
That you're lost
You're lost, but you're whole
When you're lost
When your boyfriend's got no vision
But I can't sway you
'Cause he's still got the finest hands
If there's a howling in your night
But you just got to listen
You can use a friend
To help you understand
But you know
You really should know
That you move so good
You're lost, but you're whole
When you're lost
Lost in that perfect prison
I've heard about your days
In the wind and sand
When everything you say
Comes out like religion
You could use a friend
And some kind of a clear plan
'Cause you're lost
But you really don't know
How you lost
You lost, but you're whole
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Lost (Planet Nice)
Labels: anxiety, disharmony, frustration, longing
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