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[Verse 1] A paper kite caught on the museum gate Blue against the bricks, it had learned to wait You found a pencil tucked inside your sleeve And drew a little door where no one could leave [Pre-Chorus] We followed arrows painted on the floor Past a room of maps and an unmarked door [Chorus] Tell me where the lost things go When the afternoon turns slow I will bring the thread, you bring the spark We can stitch a compass in the dark Tell me where the lost things go Past the places nobody knows If the world misplaces what we knew I will keep one small direction pointing you [Verse 2] A violin slept beneath a velvet case Dust made constellations on its wooden face You read the label: April, thirty-two A date from a year that never made it through [Pre-Chorus] Outside, the rain rehearsed against the glass Inside, we let the quiet have its pass [Chorus] Tell me where the lost things go When the afternoon turns slow I will bring the thread, you bring the spark We can stitch a compass in the dark Tell me where the lost things go Past the places nobody knows If the world misplaces what we knew I will keep one small direction pointing you [Bridge] Maybe every vanished thing survives In the hands that give it other lives Maybe every wrong turn leaves a trace A folded map, a name, a stranger's face [Final Chorus] Tell me where the lost things go When the afternoon turns slow I will bring the thread, you bring the spark We can stitch a compass in the dark Tell me where the lost things go Past the places nobody knows If the world misplaces what we knew I will keep one small direction pointing you [Outro] The kite came down, the gate was open wide We walked home with the museum at our side
