LOST (QUEENIE, 2002)

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A girl named Famke

stole your heart

before I could lose mine again

She had a sober face

and long brown hair

She was smooth

and she was elegant

You drove a shiny new red car

I was stuck in the forest glen

You said you’d come

from far away

Me myself, I had never been

Oh lost, lost, lost

You took me to a restaurant

only because I had asked you there

I was a solemn hierophant

in my own private hemisphere

I was a young thing

caught in a deep rain

I was a fortress made out of air

I was a blue lake

that flashed the observer

I was a Sunday,

a bleak afternoon

Oh lost, lost, lost

Dream a little dream

my love my love

That I’ll see you in the fall

When the leaves come down

and bury us all

Like a ricercare

floats on the breeze

I have heard you in my heart

When the time comes

I will play my part

Do you feel the magic all around

Tugging gently at your sleeve

When you kiss the ground

it tempts you to leave

I never saw your face again

I felt shy and indolent

I cried not like I’d cried and then

Felt bereft of innocence

I left a young man

who loved me dearly

I would have sold my soul

just to be held

I called the spirit,

it gave me nothing

I thought I walked alone,

oh, but for you

Oh lost, lost, lost