Lost Songtext
von Annie Lennox

This is the sound of the planes in the night
Coming out of the darkness and into the light
Shining alarmingly, curiously bright
This is the sound of those murderous drums
The marching of footsteps the twisting of thumbs
Over and over again he recalls


We′re lost
(Baby Come Again Don't Let Me Fall)
We′re lost
(Baby Come Again Despite It All)
We're lost

Tell me the story 'bout when you were young
I want to hear it again
Even the parts where the hero gets stung
I want to savour it, I want to play it again
This is the sound of a baby′s first breaths
The dying of footsteps, the touching of flesh
To hold in your memory to keep by your chest

We′re lost
We're lost
We′re lost