Lost
I believe we are lost
We were carried away
Rebels without cause
In our own unique ways
We took different roads
But both ended here
Sewing wild oats
Til our paths disappeared
The surroundings are strange
In this current cul-de-sac
Years of switching lanes
Somehow brought us right back
All the way back home
But we cannot get inside
The destination, all along
Was the beginning of our ride
But now it’s upside down
Inside out and jumbled up
Like robots, we walk around
And pretend to feel enough
Enough passion and intensity
Enough misery and joy
And we’re sure to feel them properly
While making, little noise
We know we don’t belong
Well aware that something’s wrong
But home, as we remember
Will, forever, be long gone
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