Losing Something

Pack your bags, we're leaving soon

Be here now, we'll take you too

Cross the sea, not coming back

You wouldn't believe in what you had in front of you

Back into the oceans moves

Doesn't make a lot more true

Still light comes and silver dawn draws near

Young arrow, cool breeze, and blue spirit

Rose up over the mountain and looked down on the valley below

The high tide of romance that gifts to a garden

Nowhere to run but up here now, like a feeling

You gotta get your head up here

With me in the stratosphere

Teapot tone in the lover's shack

But oh, who knows when we'll be back again?

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Merrily, we'll roll along

Losing something is finding something else