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Lletres: Appleseed Cast. Losing Touching Searching.

There's no sign
There's no sign
There's no chance
We'll get there on time

We couldn't find the place that night
We were lost and stuck together
We were lost with ourselves
And we were lost with each other

Where's this place we need to be?
Where's this place we need see?

There's no sign
There's no sign
There's no chance
We'll get there on time

If we could've found another place
To see ourselves and crack the code
We could've made it then I know
But there's no signs on that road

Caught in this place we know
With no signs of letting go
Your heart is just another road
Another place that I can't go

So we sit and contemplate
The world's become a big mistake
And here we are in the middle
Trying to work out this riddle