Never thought I’d lose my way, but the turns that I have taken
Have led me down a corridor that I don’t recognize.
Every door is bolted tight and offers no solution
Slumped upon a concrete floor, clinging onto life.
I remember something once I might have heard
It was stolen from the cradle by a bird.
Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord
Are we ever gonna find that lost lost?
Took a pill to feel a form and spaces long abandoned
But some mysterious crimson song that promised to be true.
But who can pilgrim dazed and dull with thirst so cruel and ardent
To understand the symphony that’s wrapped around our roots.
Like the memory of the wind among the trees
There’s a fingerprint that stayed upon the keys.
Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord
Are we ever gonna find that lost lost?
I want the world to make some sense, want the world to make some sense
I want the world to make some sense, I want the world to make some sense.
There’s a thorn that pricks and keeps me from my sleep
Like the lure ships sunk, fathoms in the deep.
Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord
Are we ever gonna find that long lost?