2) What's Lost is Lost
 
Place your hand on the picture,
feel the memory,
take this world and make it smaller,
just so you can remember me this time.

Place your hand on the letters,
remember what they said,
remember everything and,
remember me again.
Please? This time.
I feel like it doesn’t even matter,
and I feel so lost,
and I feel like it doesn’t even matter anymore,
whats gone is gone, whats lost is lost.
Place your lips on hers,
you always wanted the guts,
now that you have them,
you still don’t have enough.
At all this time. 

Place yourself with him,
maybe it was meant to be,
this feeling is what it feels like to be free…
Chorus
I feel like im taking my time,
Remembering what is right,
With you and I feel
Im figuring this out,
Slowly but surely playing this out…
Chorus X3
I feel like it's gone and I don’t know what I should do and…
I feel like it's gone and I don’t know what I should do and…
I’ll open the door and you’ll be gone and I will miss you,
I think that our time ended far too soon…
The Tourist Lyrics
 
I remember finishing the last guitar track on this song and thinking to myself, ‘what have I done?’  I knew that the rock I created with 8sl was definitely on hiatus at that point, because this song is just a down and dirty pop song in all the best, worst, and most incredible ways.
 
Its lyrics would only prove to mean more and more as the years went by.