| Song | Lost Property |
| Artist | The Divine Comedy |
| Album | Regeneration |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hannon | |
| Postcards and letters | |
| T-shirts and sweaters | |
| Passports and | |
| Parkas Mobiles and chargers | |
| Two tennis rackets | |
| Blue Rizla packets | |
| A new sheep-skin jacket | |
| I lost it all | |
| All through my life there have been | |
| Many rare and precious things | |
| I have tried to call mine | |
| But I just cannot seem | |
| To keep hold of anything | |
| For more than a short time | |
| Possessions of a sentimental kind | |
| They were mine, now they're not | |
| Gym-kits and trainers | |
| Asthma inhalers | |
| Silk-cuts and | |
| Bennies Ten-packs and twenties | |
| C-class narcotics | |
| Antibiotics | |
| The holes in my pockets | |
| I lost it all | |
| All that I'd like is to know | |
| Just where do those lost things go? | |
| When they slip from my hands | |
| Then one night in a dream | |
| I passed through a sheepskin screen | |
| To a green, pleasant land | |
| I found them all piled up into the sky | |
| And I cried tears of joy |
| zuo ci : Hannon | |
| Postcards and letters | |
| Tshirts and sweaters | |
| Passports and | |
| Parkas Mobiles and chargers | |
| Two tennis rackets | |
| Blue Rizla packets | |
| A new sheepskin jacket | |
| I lost it all | |
| All through my life there have been | |
| Many rare and precious things | |
| I have tried to call mine | |
| But I just cannot seem | |
| To keep hold of anything | |
| For more than a short time | |
| Possessions of a sentimental kind | |
| They were mine, now they' re not | |
| Gymkits and trainers | |
| Asthma inhalers | |
| Silkcuts and | |
| Bennies Tenpacks and twenties | |
| Cclass narcotics | |
| Antibiotics | |
| The holes in my pockets | |
| I lost it all | |
| All that I' d like is to know | |
| Just where do those lost things go? | |
| When they slip from my hands | |
| Then one night in a dream | |
| I passed through a sheepskin screen | |
| To a green, pleasant land | |
| I found them all piled up into the sky | |
| And I cried tears of joy |
| zuò cí : Hannon | |
| Postcards and letters | |
| Tshirts and sweaters | |
| Passports and | |
| Parkas Mobiles and chargers | |
| Two tennis rackets | |
| Blue Rizla packets | |
| A new sheepskin jacket | |
| I lost it all | |
| All through my life there have been | |
| Many rare and precious things | |
| I have tried to call mine | |
| But I just cannot seem | |
| To keep hold of anything | |
| For more than a short time | |
| Possessions of a sentimental kind | |
| They were mine, now they' re not | |
| Gymkits and trainers | |
| Asthma inhalers | |
| Silkcuts and | |
| Bennies Tenpacks and twenties | |
| Cclass narcotics | |
| Antibiotics | |
| The holes in my pockets | |
| I lost it all | |
| All that I' d like is to know | |
| Just where do those lost things go? | |
| When they slip from my hands | |
| Then one night in a dream | |
| I passed through a sheepskin screen | |
| To a green, pleasant land | |
| I found them all piled up into the sky | |
| And I cried tears of joy |