i think i lost something you gave to me
but i don’t remember what it was
there’s an empty spot that could be filled
and i can’t seem to fill it
if you tell me what i’m looking for
i’ll look closer than i did before
and i’ll try harder than i did before
to make the picture complete
describe it’s shape and size to me
was it something i carried around?
was it like a book or radio?
or was it alive and breathing?
i don’t want to look like i’m foolish
but i don’t want to care, either
i might be a little misguided
but i know something’s gone
i wish that i could take away
this gnawing sense of loss
boundless freedom can’t erase
this trap i’ve drawn around me
i worry over nothing
and ignore what’s really important
i know i’m a little excited
but that’s just what i mean