For
now we walk
On fallen ground
With
words to speak
In an older sound
Our
ears can hear
Its all around
So
sold it all
So tied and bound
There's
no yesterday
@ the lost and found
It's
been flung like
From a pitchers mound
To
hit the shore
And run aground
Zig
and zag
As it twists around
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