We are the Lost

Verse 1

There comes a time when we heed a certain call

When the GPS is broken and we’re heading for a wall

There are people dying for a decent road map home

While a man with a Sharpie insists we’re not alone.

We can’t go on pretending day by day

That somebody, somewhere isn't driving us astray

We are all part of one big tangled highway grid

And it's time to undo what the stubborn driver did.

We are the lost, we are the stranded

We’re the passengers who never actually landed

It’s a global effort, pull the vehicle aside

'Cause we’re tired of sitting quiet on this runaway ride

We’re making a choice to finally ask the way

We're saving our own map today!

Send them your compass, show them the light

'Cause the turn he took at Albuquerque wasn't right

From Wembley to Philly, the whole world screams aloud:

"Stop ignoring the signs and look at the crowd!"

We are the lost, we are the stranded

We’re the passengers who never actually landed

It’s a global effort, pull the vehicle aside

'Cause we’re tired of sitting quiet on this runaway ride

We’re making a choice to finally ask the way

We're saving our own map today!

When you’re down and out, and the check engine light is bright

You don't just keep on driving deeper into the night

You pull onto the shoulder, you take a look inside

And you swap out the driver for the good of the ride!

Pull it over!

Pull the vehicle over!

Somebody hand him an atlas!

We need a map today...

We’re not taking the scenic route anymore!

We are the lost... we’re asking for directions...

Tremendous detour is over, folks!