New Young Pony Club

I lost one, found one
I went back to the beginning with it
The marking
I want more of your ideas
And less of your infinite
Looked in, I looked out
The placement, that would never fit
Forgetful, that to look is the instinct
But the ?leave? takes the flesh with it
Don’t look at me now
Look at my intellect
The things I leave behind like footsteps
Ahhh look at you turning out the light
I lost one
Ahhh look at you turning out the light
The question
Ahhh look at you turning out the light
Lost one
Ahhh look at you turning out the light
(I lost one)
Don’t look at me now
Look at my intellect
The things I leave behind like footsteps