Lyrics Two Lost Souls - Eric Hirshberg

One dead tree
And a kernel of truth
Behind the smile, the sigh
And the last touch of youth
I stare at my language
Where the leaves used to be
And I wonder
What's with this funk?
Where's the pageantry, performance
And the wine in the trunk?
'Cause everything's different now
Since I got what I wanted from you
I keep trying to find it now
That restless feeling
I keep waking you up
But the only reason
Is a crack in the ceiling
How is it possible for two lost souls
To find each other
And still not find their way?

Two good weeks
And the burden of proof
Then one bad day, eyes closed
And a leak in the roof
I put a hand in the doubt
And I give just a little bit to you
And I'm kicking and waving now
But I feel so little
Somehow I never thought
When we made the ends meet
That we'd be lost in the middle
How is it possible for two lost souls
To find each other
And still not find their
Still not find their
Still not find their way?

I like the weight of the objects now
Not the restless phrases
I'd rather wander in and out of you
Than to leave no traces
How is it possible for two lost souls
To find each other
And still not find their way?