the hands show the way of the heart

Para onde vão as coisas que perdemos?

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August 05, 2009
"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. C-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."

"Lost Property"
Divine Comedy Lyrics

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