Last (The Unthanks)

We are lost We are lost We are lost On and on and on we go But back and back and back we go The wisdom thrown out long ago The great unlearning has begun And we are lost Time will pass and soon we'll know What sons and daughters have to show For all our speed and all our waste Do you have a nasty taste? The frightened people still believe In gods and heroes and pure blood The blood still flows and mums still lose Their sons and daughters in the fields The fields will soon be under seas Continue doing as you please But we won't last We won't last We won't last The girl from 22 is lonely The boy from 23 is lonely The girl from 24 is lonely The girl from 22's moved out She's moved into another town She'll move into another street Another street where she won't meet The boy from 23, who's lovely The boy from 23 is lovely Cause we are last The past is gone, we don't deny Cold and cruel without a lie But failure is a victory If from it we all get to see That we are lost We won't last Remember the past And we might last Remember the past Man should be the sum of his story Man should be the sum of his story Man should be the sum of his story