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lost property - the divine comedy lyrics

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postcards and letters, t-shirts and sweaters
p-ssports 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 (lost, blown like seeds on the wind)
silk-cuts and bennies, ten-packs and twenties (everything lost, tossed like ships on the ocean)
c-cl-ss narcotics, antibiotics (and dashed on the rocks, hiding just out of reach)
the holes in my pockets, i lost it all (waiting for me)

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 p-ssed through a sheepskin screen
to a green and pleasant land

i found them all piled up into the sky
and i cried tears of joy

- the divine comedy lyrics

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