A Fine Frenzy Lost Things (Sleepwalking)

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Houses to houses
Sinks with rolls and floors
Windows to hallways
Closed and open doors.

Softly
They creep softly
Plus we
Have now lost thee.

Cover your eyes with the paper clothes
That you stole from paper sheep.
Tracing their jumps on the paper sky
Where the fallen paper sleep.

Falling
We're always falling
Calling
Hey come back lost things.

Aaah, oh my god
Aaah, oh my god.

Summer was once where
The widest winter breathes
I know its somewhere
And right behind our teeth.

Come and
Come and called it
Caught it
And then we lost it.