Nine, two, four, sixteen.

I’ve been lost; now I’m loster,
Can’t find myself around.
Troubled thoughts I tend to foster,
My heart just hits the ground.

And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems there’s a way,
Mmm.

Raining hard in downtown ‘Couver,
Drip, drop, now, misery spreads.
And I can’t seem to lose this loser,
Badge welded on my head.
 
And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems there’s a way,
Mmm.

If I’m true, and if I’m honest,
If I speak my heart complete;
I see hope, and I see promise,
A whole new world there for you and me.

And it seems that there’s a way,
Where everything that’s everywhere,
Will end up okay,
And it seems there’s a way,
Mmm.