Lost and Found (Live at the Roundhouse)

Reams of stories reeled me in
Caught my ear and hooked my chin
A Friday dinner, a fish-drunk sinner
Pull me down or put me in
Just a lonely radio
Just a makeshift show and tell
Playing out the lives of the lost and found
Give me faith and give me love
Afaining from the clouds above
The sea below lent strings to bow
If I can't jump just push and shove
Just a lonely radio
Just a makeshift show and tell
Playing out the lives of the lost and found
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
I'll be in a happy one
A lucky running changing sun
A lost and found, a newest sound
Bullet from a golden gun
Just a lonely radio
Just a makeshift show and tell
Playing out the lives of the lost and found
Here I lie a-dying in bed
It's time for me and death to wed
I'll taste the loam, onto the loam
With a breath my body's dead
Just a lonely radio
Just a makeshift show and tell
Playing out the lives of the lost and found
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah