A Fine Frenzy - Lost Things (Sleepwalking) no Lyrkit

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Lost Things (Sleepwalking)

Lost Things (Sleepwalking)

Houses to houses
Sinks with rolls and floors
Windows to hallways
Closed and open doors

Softly
They creep softly
Plus we
Have now lost thee

Cover your eyes with the paper clothes
That you stole from paper sheep.
Tracing their jumps on the paper sky
Where the fallen paper sleep

Falling
We're always falling
Calling
Hey come back lost things

Aaah, oh my God
Aaah, oh my God

Summer was once where
the widest winter breathes
I know its somewhere
and right behind our teeth

Come and
Come and called it
Caught it
And then we lost it

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