Finders Keepers
The Long Lost Lyrics
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upon the ground.
One of a kind,
some lucky find.
Amidst flotsam and jetsam floats
a [???] and ants,
my only friends.
I feel I must take in
But who will collect me?
We'll see, we'll see.
I must protect
what I collect.
Where will I store
sundreams galore?
A place for everything and everything in it's place,
I've no space -- have no room on my shelf,
and no place for myself,
nowhere that I belong.
What's wrong, what's wrong?
I spent my time
at the [???].
A treasure trove,
I often dove
through [???] for anything I lacked,
until you came -- One day, I stopped
at a curio shop.
Then, you walked in,
my long lost grin.
How curious when happenstance and chance
align
It's a sign -- for it was meant to be,
that someday you'd find me.
Just put me by your side,
and I'll reside.
The lyrics to The Long Lost's song "Finders Keepers" describe the singer's affinity for finding small, unique items on the ground that no one else seems to value. They refer to these items as "things that are forsaken" and describe them as being found among "flotsam and jetsam." The singer sees themselves as a caretaker of these lost items and feels the need to protect them. They lament not having enough space on their shelves and having no place to belong themselves.
The lyrics take a turn when the singer meets someone who they describe as their "long lost grin" in a curio shop. They describe this meeting as a sign that it was meant to be, and they ask to be put by the person's side. The implication is that the person is now the singer's new caretaker and that they feel a sense of belonging with them.
The song seems to be exploring themes of loneliness and the desire for connection through the lens of someone who finds value in objects that others may overlook. The singer's inability to find a place for themselves and their treasures is turned around when they find someone who accepts and cares for them.
Line by Line Meaning
Small tokens found upon the ground.
I discover small objects on the ground that others may overlook.
One of a kind, some lucky find.
These objects are unique and special, and I am lucky to have found them.
Amidst flotsam and jetsam floats a [???] and ants, my only friends.
I often spend time alone among scattered debris and tiny creatures, finding solace in their company.
I feel I must take in things that are forsaken.
I feel a sense of obligation to rescue discarded objects and give them a new purpose.
But who will collect me? We'll see, we'll see.
However, I worry that one day I too may become abandoned and left without someone to care for me.
I must protect what I collect.
I feel a sense of responsibility to keep these objects safe, as if they were my own children.
Where will I store sundreams galore?
I dream of finding a place to store all of my precious objects, where they can shine and be appreciated.
A place for everything and everything in it's place, I've no space -- have no room on my shelf, and no place for myself, nowhere that I belong.
Despite my desire for order and organization, I struggle to find space for all of my treasures and feel lost and lonely among them.
What's wrong, what's wrong?
I question why I feel this way and what is causing my pain and disorientation.
I spent my time at the [???].
I often occupy my time searching for hidden treasures in various places.
A treasure trove, I often dove through [???] for anything I lacked, until you came -- One day, I stopped at a curio shop.
I frequently search for new items to add to my collection, until one day I encountered a curio shop that caught my eye.
Then, you walked in, my long lost grin.
Upon your entrance, I felt as if I had finally found the missing piece to my life's puzzle.
How curious when happenstance and chance align It's a sign -- for it was meant to be, that someday you'd find me.
This chance encounter felt like destiny, as if our paths were fated to cross.
Just put me by your side, and I'll reside.
Now that you have found me, I am more than happy to be by your side and live in your presence.
Contributed by Parker V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.