Paroles de Lost And Found

My life grows on your sleeve Fed on mildew and tea Now something’s happened Something strange and beautiful We made something usable Out of pain And It’s now beating again Ribcage made out of tin and Sloe emotion And this, how it is, how it is, how it is For the lost and found And this, only this, only this kiss keeps me from Falling down And we made this complicated mess of Etc, and ladeda Into this Little bliss