| Song | Lost Chord |
| Artist | Duke Special |
| Album | Oh Pioneer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:29] | Never thought I’d lose my way, but the turns that I have taken |
| [00:38] | Have led me down a corridor that I don’t recognize. |
| [00:47] | Every door is bolted tight and offers no solution |
| [00:57] | Slumped upon a concrete floor, clinging onto life. |
| [01:05] | I remember something once I might have heard |
| [01:12] | It was stolen from the cradle by a bird. |
| [01:21] | Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord |
| [01:30] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [02:01] | Took a pill to feel a form and spaces long abandoned |
| [02:10] | But some mysterious crimson song that promised to be true. |
| [02:20] | But who can pilgrim dazed and dull with thirst so cruel and ardent |
| [02:29] | To understand the symphony that’s wrapped around our roots. |
| [02:38] | Like the memory of the wind among the trees |
| [02:45] | There’s a fingerprint that stayed upon the keys. |
| [02:53] | Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:03] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [03:12] | I want the world to make some sense, want the world to make some sense |
| [03:22] | I want the world to make some sense, I want the world to make some sense. |
| [03:31] | There’s a thorn that pricks and keeps me from my sleep |
| [03:37] | Like the lure ships sunk, fathoms in the deep. |
| [03:46] | Everybody’s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:56] | Are we ever gonna find that long lost? |
| [00:29] | Never thought I' d lose my way, but the turns that I have taken |
| [00:38] | Have led me down a corridor that I don' t recognize. |
| [00:47] | Every door is bolted tight and offers no solution |
| [00:57] | Slumped upon a concrete floor, clinging onto life. |
| [01:05] | I remember something once I might have heard |
| [01:12] | It was stolen from the cradle by a bird. |
| [01:21] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [01:30] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [02:01] | Took a pill to feel a form and spaces long abandoned |
| [02:10] | But some mysterious crimson song that promised to be true. |
| [02:20] | But who can pilgrim dazed and dull with thirst so cruel and ardent |
| [02:29] | To understand the symphony that' s wrapped around our roots. |
| [02:38] | Like the memory of the wind among the trees |
| [02:45] | There' s a fingerprint that stayed upon the keys. |
| [02:53] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:03] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [03:12] | I want the world to make some sense, want the world to make some sense |
| [03:22] | I want the world to make some sense, I want the world to make some sense. |
| [03:31] | There' s a thorn that pricks and keeps me from my sleep |
| [03:37] | Like the lure ships sunk, fathoms in the deep. |
| [03:46] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:56] | Are we ever gonna find that long lost? |
| [00:29] | Never thought I' d lose my way, but the turns that I have taken |
| [00:38] | Have led me down a corridor that I don' t recognize. |
| [00:47] | Every door is bolted tight and offers no solution |
| [00:57] | Slumped upon a concrete floor, clinging onto life. |
| [01:05] | I remember something once I might have heard |
| [01:12] | It was stolen from the cradle by a bird. |
| [01:21] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [01:30] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [02:01] | Took a pill to feel a form and spaces long abandoned |
| [02:10] | But some mysterious crimson song that promised to be true. |
| [02:20] | But who can pilgrim dazed and dull with thirst so cruel and ardent |
| [02:29] | To understand the symphony that' s wrapped around our roots. |
| [02:38] | Like the memory of the wind among the trees |
| [02:45] | There' s a fingerprint that stayed upon the keys. |
| [02:53] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:03] | Are we ever gonna find that lost lost? |
| [03:12] | I want the world to make some sense, want the world to make some sense |
| [03:22] | I want the world to make some sense, I want the world to make some sense. |
| [03:31] | There' s a thorn that pricks and keeps me from my sleep |
| [03:37] | Like the lure ships sunk, fathoms in the deep. |
| [03:46] | Everybody' s looking for that long lost chord |
| [03:56] | Are we ever gonna find that long lost? |