Elizabeth & The Catapult
Land of Lost Things
Take us to the land of lost things
Give away all that we have
Take us to the land of lost things
Where we'll be welcome again
Think not of what we deserve
Think not on all that is gone
Think only on what we have learned
Together apart
Together apart
In our memories
Take us to the land of lost things
I'm going out to the fair
Don't care much to dream anymore
Any place distant from there
Decades all stand on a pile
All of the memories we've made
This look from the top of the clouds
We go on for miles
We end and began
In our memories
In the land of lost things
Land of lost things