Lost & Found (lyrics)

Is it a sin

to take old poems out for a spin?

Now it's a new hymn. 

Round and round across the page, 

I try to chase it, 

try to tame, but there it goes again.

I try to tame, but there it goes again.

Tell me now,

would it be trite

I try to explain my mind

could be rearranged?

I try to thrive in disarray,

but maybe everything deserves a place.

I'm callin' out to saints.

If it's missing in my life, I'm callin' out to saints.

St. Anthony,

I lost my intuition.

St Anthony,

Where did it go?

Walk the line on balance beams

when I try to say what I mean

without being mean.

Behind my eyes, there's an empty space.

Now that my brain has been erased,

I'm callin' out to saints.

Yeah, there's nothing behind my eyes,

I'm callin' out to saints.

St. Anthony,

I lost my intuition.

St Anthony,

Where did it go?

Please come around,

I need a hand to guide me.

Yeah, you can find me in the lost and found.

Please come around,

I need a hand to guide me.

Yeah, you can find me in the lost and found.