Annandale would never be the same I got too many tragic lines for just one name We're all caught in the middle The clocks not aware Your lost and found, you're not around Time, just this once, was all I needed And I, coulda spoke up Coulda reached out But you're not here I'll make what I have with what I got I'm not worth a damn, but it's worth a shot It's all just a mirror That we've seen before Your lost and found, you're not around