Lost Things [Forgotten]

There's a handful of things misplaced
Eons passed
Driven fast pace
I search under mountains
In vast open skies  
Yet overlook the obvious...

What's in front of my own eyes  

Hidden in closets  
Concealed in closed dresser drawers  
The mundane  
AND
The familiar  
Are key to something more  
Fallen from pockets?  
Slipped through the grasp?
Lost things forgotten  
for boy beneath the mask  

I search under mountains  
In vast open skies  
Looking for Forgotten Things
To re-open my eyes  
In the pockets of old jeans  
Under the soles of worn-out shoes  
In the cracks of sidewalks
Of a time and town once new...

...There be youth  

...There be truth

...There be the root  

...There be all the misplaced things  
of a boy singing the blues