Annandale would never be the same
I got too many tragic lines for just one name
We're all caught in the middle
The clocks not aware
Your lost and found, you're not around

Time, just this once, was all I needed
And I, coulda spoke up
Coulda reached out
But you're not here

I'll make what I have with what I got
I'm not worth a damn, but it's worth a shot
It's all just a mirror
That we've seen before
Your lost and found, you're not around