Lyrics

[Verse]
The sun's comin' up, it's another long day,
Countin' numbers in the warehouse bay,
Cycle counters push through, shift after shift,
But lost and found grows, gives us quite a lift.

[Verse 2]
Lelene’s at her desk, with her coffee in hand,
She don’t see the chaos in this cluttered land,
Edmundo's in his office, just a figurehead,
Missin' all our struggles and the tears we shed.

[Chorus]
Lost and found, buildin’ up on the shelf,
We’re workin' hard, but can’t help ourselves,
Lelene and Edmundo, they don’t see,
The countin' blues, that's weighin’ on me.

[Verse 3]
Pallets stacked high, numbers out of sight,
We’re loggin’ losses, tryin’ to get it right,
But each time we think we’re close to done,
That list gets longer, on the next run.

[Verse 4]
Sweat on my brow, dust in the air,
Nobody said this job was fair,
One more count, then it’s back again,
‘Til we break or they call it the end.

[Chorus]
Lost and found, buildin’ up on the shelf,
We’re workin' hard, but can’t help ourselves,
Lelene and Edmundo, they don’t see,
The countin' blues, that's weighin’ on me.