CATEGORIES : Tunes Lost and Found I still live here, the place you tried to tear downForget the rent here because nobody would kick me outSit with your stereo, it never makes a soundAnd your speakers, the ones that we blew outYour old records still spin aroundHere in the lost and foundYour old sweater holds a bit of your perfumeI liked it better when it was wrapped around youIt hangs on the door, but I could never throw it outJust waiting in case you want to come aroundYour old records spinning round and round Here in the lost and foundYour old record spinning round and roundHere in the lost and foundI surround myself with the things you lost In the hopes that I might be found Broken keys, piano makes no sound It calls to me, but I can’t remember howTo make my hands find the cords to settle downIn the places I knew when you used to come aroundStill your record still spinning roundHere in the lost and foundI keep your record always spinning round Here in the lost and found
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