The Ex (Punk Band) - The Art of Losing lyrics
[The Ex Punk Band - The Art of Losing lyrics]
The art of losing isn't hard to master
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster
Lose something every day
Accept the fluster of lost door keys
The hour badly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master
Then practice losing farther, losing faster
Places and names
And where it was you meant to travel
None of this will bring disaster
I lost my mother's watch and look
My last, or next-to last
Of three loved houses went
The art of losing isn't hard to master
I lost two cities, lovely ones and, vaster
Some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster
Even losing you, that joking voice
A gesture I love
I shan't have lied, it's evident
The art of losing isn't hard to master
Though it may look like, it may
Look like, look like, say it, like disaster
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster
Lose something every day
Accept the fluster of lost door keys
The hour badly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master
Then practice losing farther, losing faster
Places and names
And where it was you meant to travel
None of this will bring disaster
I lost my mother's watch and look
My last, or next-to last
Of three loved houses went
The art of losing isn't hard to master
I lost two cities, lovely ones and, vaster
Some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster
Even losing you, that joking voice
A gesture I love
I shan't have lied, it's evident
The art of losing isn't hard to master
Though it may look like, it may
Look like, look like, say it, like disaster