Song parody of
Lost Myself & Found My Way
by Fred Whitacre, Jr.
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Our eyes are awkward when they meet
We’re always wandering a sullen, lonesome, empty street
Our palms are cold—when we hold hands
Neither of us is brave to surrender today
We hide our flags in our pockets deep
We’re forced here to stay
Forced here to stay
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
It should be more simple than this—
These guided missiles, disguised as subtle hints
This weight will break—break us into dust
This wrecking ball swings—swings through our trust
Our buckling minds fall heavily onto our worlds alone
Together, but alone
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
Our guilt proclaimed loudly by the gavel
We judge the world, we judge ourselves
This heart shrivels within our chests
Dwindling away, where once it swelled
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
Our eyes are awkward when they meet
We’re always wandering a sullen, lonesome, empty street
Our palms are cold—when we hold hands
Neither of us is brave to surrender today
We hide our flags in our pockets deep
We’re forced here to stay
Forced here to stay
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
It should be more simple than this—
These guided missiles, disguised as subtle hints
This weight will break—break us into dust
This wrecking ball swings—swings through our trust
Our buckling minds fall heavily onto our worlds alone
Together, but alone
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
Our guilt proclaimed loudly by the gavel
We judge the world, we judge ourselves
This heart shrivels within our chests
Dwindling away, where once it swelled
So many times I’ve lost myself—that’s when I found my way
And all those times—they sting at first—but they bring brighter days in waves
