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Twenty-three years since he passed away, but I still drove by just the other day
Thanks for the ball, come on lets play, and I still can’t find the words to say
It’s just not right, and I can’t explain, spend so much time trying to numb the pain
It’d be different if you hopped on a plane, than the unfair fate of an early grave
Twenty-three years, and I wore it well, cause I kept on smiling so they just can’t tell
sorry that I tripped and fell, cause I promised heaven, but I gave you hell
It’s just not right, and I can’t explain, all the stupid ways I used to numb the pain
I’m sorry that I believed the lies, when the truth is that wasn’t suicide
I’m sorry that I never knew, I’m sorry for the things I do
To miss someone I barely met, every day I’m asking, is it over yet?
I’m sorry for the ways I hate, I wish I could escape my fate
To miss someone I barely knew, do you still know that I love you?
Twenty-three years, but the wound is fresh, I play with knives, ‘cause it’s only flesh
Doesn’t compare to the pain inside, ripped right back open when my momma lied
It’s just not right, and I can’t explain, why a lie like that caused so much pain
Does it drive you mad? It drives me insane, and I’m right back at the start again
Twenty-three years, since I’ve seen your face, twenty-three homes, in a brand new place, I’m always alone, and that’s just the case, cause the truth I learned is nothing stays
It’s just not right, and I can’t explain, all the friends and family I pushed away
I dance with death, and you know it’s true, I run from them, as I run to you
Twenty-three years, since you passed away, but I still drove by just the other day
Can you hear my song, can you hear me play? Do I make you proud, in my own weird way?
It’s just not right, and it’s just not fair, all the years I wasted, when I should have cared
I’m sorry I believed the lies, when the truth is it wasn’t suicide
But the more I hurt, is the more I learn, my greatest gift is the way I burn
even if you did, I wouldn’t blame you, cause if you hurt like me, you would end the pain too
But the more I hurt, is the more I care, my greatest gift is the love I share
Cause the people here, they hurt so bad, but I won’t lose them, the way I thought I lost … my dad.
Lost as Found is a Canadian Indie Rock band from Winnipeg, MB.
Danna Pond is a singer-songwriter who
asks what is life, what is love, what's the point?
.
Purt Pickles is a TY Beanie Boo with a flute and a Heart of Gold.
Covering subjects such as mental health, addiction and suicide, Danna and Purt hope to shed light on what it is to find meaning in a world so beautiful and yet so broken....more
Surprise! "Songs for Pierre Chuvin" is the first all-boombox Mountain Goats album since 2002's "All Hail West Texas" Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 10, 2020
Hold Steady frontman Craig Finn expands his tragic character studies to include old-school horns, pillow harmonies, and rock staying power. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2019