The Lost Ones
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Where the sun looks cold and shorn
?Where the day is long and lorn?
Ah! too long, so cold and dreary,
?Long and lorn, and dim and weary
All is frozen still and fast
?In that death-land, wild and vast;
Down the darksome northern ocean;?
From that darksome northern main,
?Over desolation endless,?
A region void and friendless
Wrought from uttermost despair
Drear, immeasurable gloom!?
One vast shroud, without a tomb,?
What a band! and what a doom!
Whether life so closed behind them?
That the living never can find them,?
Whether kindly, death received them,?
And from utter woe relieved them
All is frozen still and fast?
In that death-land, wild and vast;
They are the lost ones
They are the lost ones
We are the lost ones
We are the lost ones
?Where the day is long and lorn?
Ah! too long, so cold and dreary,
?Long and lorn, and dim and weary
All is frozen still and fast
?In that death-land, wild and vast;
Down the darksome northern ocean;?
From that darksome northern main,
?Over desolation endless,?
A region void and friendless
Wrought from uttermost despair
Drear, immeasurable gloom!?
One vast shroud, without a tomb,?
What a band! and what a doom!
Whether life so closed behind them?
That the living never can find them,?
Whether kindly, death received them,?
And from utter woe relieved them
All is frozen still and fast?
In that death-land, wild and vast;
They are the lost ones
They are the lost ones
We are the lost ones
We are the lost ones