I lose myself here And become one With all that I am About to be The words will not come They are buried under the mountains Lost deep in the ocean Scattered in the wind I lose myself here And become none Leave behind the one I used to be Lose yourself here now And the words will be found Washed to the shore by the storms Brought down by torrents cold We stole the fire To keep away the cold Our hands got burned Yet we kept our hold
lose, become, torrent, cold, word