SINGER: The Divine Comedy

SONG:Lost Property

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