I felt I would need a new word
For Lost and Found
For Lost and Found
In the folds of this feverland
The old words don't describe what's around
The old words don't.And if you say we were born
Born too late
I'd say it's right
Right for what we makeI wanna say we were lost,
I wanna say we were found
We kept so well informed
When we were wandering around
If I could remember ever colour
And every small movement you make
I could live in these memories
And the loops they create.I wanna say we were lost,
I wanna say we were found.
We kept so well informed
When we were wandering around.
This is how moderns love,
This is how modern's done.
Life in this feverland
Now come and get some.You wanna stick, you wanna holler at this time
You wanna stick, you wanna holler at this time
All the houses all arranged in straight lines.
And if you say we were born
Born too late
I'd say it's right
Right for what we makeI wanna say we were lost,
I wanna say we were found
We kept so well informed
When we were wandering around
This is how moderns love,
This is how moderns done.
Life in this feverland
Now come and get some.I wanna say we were lost,
I wanna say we were found
No matter how far gone
We can't escape our sound.
This is how moderns love,
This is how moderns done.
Life in this feverland
Now come and get some.
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