He looks to get high br In the lowest of low places br His world swirls br To a mangled mess br Lighting foil br To burn his midnight oil br br I get glimpses br Before the high takes flight br Vanishing the man I once knew br br He’s lost to me br He’s lost to you br br His charm is a device br To make me think he’s alright br Into thinking I might be wrong br To question my reason br Allowing myself to be seduced br By his cheap song br br I get glimpses br Glimmer-y shimmer-y Sparkles br Of who he used to be br br He’s lost to you br He’s lost to me br br He wastes his genius br On barstool fools and addicts br His self-inflicted dementia br My heart becomes conflicted br It’s hard to look his mother in the eye br And Lie br br I get glimpses br I can see remnants of the man br In his worn thin skeleton suit br br He lost to me br He’s lost to you br br I want to believe his words br I want to hear his song br I want to think he can pull thru br But those things I want br Are just wishes gone wrong br br In my mind is a picture br Of him playing guitar and smiling br But behind that beautiful grin are false teeth br br He’s lost to you br He’s lost to mebr br Wanda Swim Strunkbr br