Lost
Lost in an unfamiliar home
The roads I walk are leading to a place I’d never go
Thoughts
Cause me to bite my fingers till they bleed
Forced to travel over bridges far and live the life they want me to lead
(What’s the matter)
Oh what’s the matter with me
(Ship is sinking)
My ship is sinking but I’ll
Find a way out
(What’s the matter)
Oh what’s the matter with me?
(Ship is sinking)
My ship is sinking
(Vanishing)
To the vanishing place beneath
(Storm is rising)
A storm is rising but I’ll
Find a way out
Lost
Like the watches that dictate the time of day so away we stay from our own
To walk in a place far from the constraints of home
Bones broken by the bonds, cut my hands in place of severed
Ties shackling me to the others
Words that smother
You can’t say that i’m not trying
I know I’ll find a way
Although all of us are dying
We’re dying to remain
(Will I find, will I find, will I find my way out?)
(Will I find, will I find, will I find my way out?)
Will I find my way out?
You can’t say that i’m not trying
I know I’ll find a way
Although all of us are dying
We’re dying to remain
(Will I find, will I find, will I find my way out?)
(Will I find, will I find, will I find my way out?)
credits
from The Time Has Come...,
released December 15, 2017
Written by: Sam Kelly, Evan Seeberger
Lyrics by: Sam Kelly, Evan Seeberger, Richard Ferrarelli, Zander Gawn
Additional recorded personnel:
Richard Ferrarelli - Saxophone
Jon Sambrick - Shaker
Sharp interplay, kaleidoscopic influences, and verdant textures push the Chicago band's instrumental boogie to transcendent new heights. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024