The Land Where Lost Things Go

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I wonder where words go when they’re broken

When lives just get in the way

I wanna go to the land where lost things go

Will you be waiting for me there

 

Like the sequoia we look to the sky

Searching for our reflection

But the sun must set

And flowers must die

To find their new life

 

I wanna go to the land where lost things go

Just to know it’s not a dream

 

You spend your whole life hunting

For a place you can call home

But just as you’re found

A storm strikes the clouds

You find yourself lost again

 

I wanna go to the land where lost things go

Will you be waiting for me there

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