I gaze through glass at your clear skies.
Days pass as I watch you fly by.

I gaze through glass at your clear skies.
Days pass as I watch you fly by.

First a sound like piano strings.
Next a man haunted by little things.
We sit in silence and watch the plants grow.
While birds sing outside my window.

Feel like I’m dangling ceaselessly
Feel like I’m thinking dangerously
Taunted by the thought of everything I’ll never be
We all sing lost and endlessly.

Cold be hand and heart and bone
Cold be sleep so far from home.
We could not see what lies ahead
When the sun has faded and the moon is dead
And in the black wind the stars shall die
And fade into darkness with the ocean tides
When would we lift these tired hands
Over dead sea and withered land.*

Are you calling me outside?
I’m so afraid to die.
I never lived my life.
I want to come outside.

Are you calling me outside?
I’m so afraid of everything
A grown man unable to adjust to anything.
And I just want to come outside.

And I feel consumed by my own vanity.
My stomach’s full and I’m living lavishly.
All the while I’m drowned in low self esteem
So we all sing lost and endlessly

And I travelled far while looking for stars
And all around me I couldn’t see
The country for all its rivers and its streams
So we all sing lost and endlessly

3 AM and I’m watching TV.
I have no arms and I’m a part of the screen.
The roof caves in and the floor breaks clean.
We all sing lost and endlessly.

And I feel consumed by my own vanity.
My stomach’s full and I’m living lavishly.
All the while I’m drowned in low self esteem
So we all sing lost and endlessly

And I travelled far while looking for stars
And all around me I couldn’t see
The country for all its rivers and its streams
So we all sing lost and endlessly

I moved too fast
I thought too much about the past
Every night I wake myself up with my screams
So we all sing lost and endlessly.

It’s like a door I can’t open but I have to get out
And my dignity is broken by the acts I speak about
I wanted to be part of the explosion of your secret wants and dreams
So I insert myself into every little scene

That I see for you and I see it for me
We were siting in the woods by cane creek
The ground broke beneath me and in I fell
We all sing lost.

But every night since I was 10
I know that I’ll return again
Like a wolf returns to his den
And here I go again

I thought I could show grace
I thought I could be brave
But I know her shape like I know my name
She looks great and I’m a slave

We all sing lost and endlessly.

But every night since I was 10
I know that I’ll return again
Like a wolf returns to his den
And here I go again

I thought I could show grace
I thought I could be brave
But I know her shape like I know my name
She looks great and I’m a slave

We all sing lost and endlessly.


* = Variation on a Barrow Wight chant from The Fellowship of the Ring.