Lost Children from 100 Years by Hugo Race & Michelangelo Russo

Lost Children

In the year 1967
I was seven years old
Three boys fearless brave
Roaming the forest outside town
Innocent and bold
We left the road to climb a mountain
Wearing old clothes warm enough
To go chasing goat
On a cool clear winters day
I hope the weather don’t change
Have you heard about us lost children
Have you heard about us
Nobody knows that’s the truth

We were three smart boys
Mapping by the stars
Thru broken clouds
A little sleet falling down
Trees growing taller around us
Sheltering from the gale
Looking out for each other
Family too far away
In the twilight fading
I believe we have gone to heaven
Have you heard about us lost children
Have you heard about us
Nobody knows that’s the truth

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