Two, nine.

I’ve been lost, but now I’m loster,
Can’t find myself around.
And troubled thoughts I tend to foster,
My heart just hits the ground.

And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems that there’s a way.

Raining hard in downtown ‘Couver,
Drip, drop, the sadness spreads.
And I can’t seem to lose this loser,
Badge welded on my head.
 
And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems that there’s a way.

And if I’m true, and if I’m honest,
And if I speak my heart complete;
And I see hope, and I see promise,
A new world that’s there for me.

And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems there’s a way,
Mmm.