Gathering All the Lost Loves

She takes a walk

She's wearing ladies shoes

She hides a tear from the city

She seems to know

All shades of sorrow

Woah, woah, woah

Averse of hope

Averse of hurt

On a cold winter morning

Where she goes

No one knows

No no no

And I wanna say

Can I come with?

She's gathering all the lost loves

And I wanna say

I could help with

Gathering all the lost loves

You can't stare the void down

Or erase a dark cloud

You can't clock out of depression

But take this kindness

We could lead his pain to rest

Down in the ground

Then we'd have a brass band

And wailers would come

Tribute would be paid by the weeping willows

And then we'd take leave from our hosts

With one last toast

To a new day

And I wanna say

Can I come with?

She's gathering all the lost loves

And I wanna say

I could help with

Gathering all the lost loves