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Lost Property Lyrics
Postcards and letters
T-shirts and sweaters
Passports and Parkas
Mobiles and chargers
Two tennis rackets
Blue Rizla packets
A new sheep-skin jacket
I lost it all
All through my life there have been
Many rare and precious things
I have tried to call mine
But I just cannot seem
To keep hold of anything
For more than a short time
Possessions of a sentimental kind
They were mine, now they're not
Gym-kits and trainers
Asthma inhalers
Silk-cuts and Bennies
Ten-packs and twenties
see-class narcotics
Antibiotics
The holes in my pockets
I lost it all
All that I'd like is to know
Just where do those lost things go?
When they slip from my hands
Then one night in a dream
I passed through a sheepskin screen
To a green, pleasant land
I found them all piled up into the sky
And I cried tears of joy
T-shirts and sweaters
Passports and Parkas
Mobiles and chargers
Two tennis rackets
Blue Rizla packets
A new sheep-skin jacket
I lost it all
Many rare and precious things
I have tried to call mine
But I just cannot seem
To keep hold of anything
For more than a short time
Possessions of a sentimental kind
They were mine, now they're not
Asthma inhalers
Silk-cuts and Bennies
Ten-packs and twenties
see-class narcotics
Antibiotics
The holes in my pockets
I lost it all
Just where do those lost things go?
When they slip from my hands
Then one night in a dream
I passed through a sheepskin screen
To a green, pleasant land
I found them all piled up into the sky
And I cried tears of joy
Song Info
Submitted by
nelly On Jan 12, 2002
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i can totally relate to this song (i lose everything). i think it's cool to wonder where everything lost goes, and to think that maybe someday we will be reunited with everything once lost... i dunno, it's just a neat & chill song.
Neil has this amazing ability to make the most mundane things sound beautiful. Something as simple as losing trivial items becomes moving.
I always thought this one was about death. The objects are metaphors, mementos of times and places and people lost and forgotten. The "sheepskin screen" seemed like an analogue for the white light of heaven - nailed on by the "green pleasant land" line - whereupon he is reunited with those lost memories.