Lost - Shawn James & The Shapeshifters

If you got the nerve and if you got the time

Brother please help me get ahold of my mind

My gun in my hand and my dog by my side

I entered the forest but lost my sight

I’ve been firing off round trying to gain my ground

Moving in circles where nightmares about

The past on my heels, war torn debris

I’m locked in my mind and I can’t find the key

I’m lost

I’m lost

Up ahead I heard a roaring powerful sound

I gathered my wits and called for my hound

At the top of that hill my brothers stood tall

They helped me up and we traveled on

We’re lost

We’re lost