Lost and Found

Lost and Found

By

Nathan Caleb Camerer

Nothing shows,

But fingertips and nose

When I wear the love you gave me

More comfortable in just my skin

Covered in sin

And truly shows what you've made of me

Living in this box of lost and found

In the alley behind a house of spiders

Right where I was left,

But not where I belong

I know this music

It's put me to sleep before

While dancing in your sheets

Laying beneath a canopy of electric stars

I made a wish each night

Always on the same star

The one Northeast of your heart

And intertwined with another

But your hands are full of responsibility

And my wishes fell on deaf ears

Living is easy in this box of lost and found

Where I was left,

But not where I belong

Even though this Winter of Sam is giving me the cold shoulder

Long nights laying my head on the cold ground

I use my daydreams for a pillow

Seems better than a door mat,

But I'm no expert on matters of the heart

Even though mine pumps you through my veins

I need a water tank to wash this stench of heartbreak off of me

There's not a shower in this box of lost and found

The box that I call home

Hiding beneath this balcony I want to be on

A birds eye view of where I was and where I came from

I have a blanket for the chilly air,

But it’s full of holes

A broken pen and dirty pad with which to write,

But you have to read between the lines

I have sunglasses to shade my eyes at night

When the nights get too bright

Lost and found is where I live

Lost and found in this box full of others wasted time

Living in this alley

The one behind the house of spiders

Right where I was left,

But not where I belong