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Lost and Found

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I stumble through a hall

Clinging to some wall

I'm dizzy from the smoke

I'm dizzy from the strain

I'm dizzy from the snowflakes

I'm dizzy from the pain

But there is a crystal

That I can call home

A sort of sun in my sky

That cries "I'm not alone!"

So lay your head down

Little soldier

Ma and Pa are homeward bound

You just lay here

Now, forever

You are in the lost and found

In the jungle

Cubs are sleeping

In the dust

And steamy rain

They are safe from all who hurt them

Let the light come shining in

I'm dizzy from the air

It will come and come again

I'm dizzy from the sugar

I'm dizzy from the pain

Soaking in the rain

But there is a crystal

That I can call home

A sort of sun in my sky

That cries "I'm not alone!"

So lay your head down little soldier

You are always safe and sound

Not one bullet

Here can hurt you

You are in the lost and found

Don't make a single sound

Our pastor was

Once a killer

But now he's

A better man

We live our lives in constant knowing

That we all deserve a chance

I'm dizzy from the water

Angry men leave crimson stains

I'm dizzy from the violence

I'm dizzy from the pain

But there is a crystal

That I can call home

A sort of sun in my sky

That cries "I'm not alone!"

So lay your head down little soldier

Just stay lying on the ground

You are safe from

All who hurt you

You are in the lost and found

No more pain

Not a sound

You are in the lost and found

I just watched a documentary about canibalistic warlords and child soldiers in Liberia. It was truly inspiring, although kind of like getting punched in the face by reality.

 

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