No longer lost
But at what cost
Future seems surreal
Hard to even finish a meal
Knowing your gone
Brings me here laying on the lawn
Don't know why
I can not cry
Pain so strong
I know it's wrong

No longer lost
But at what cost
I found what I needed
It made me grow my heart it feeded
The passion from inside
Was something that I could not hide
A beauty so deep
It's the only thing I think when I sleep
But gone she is now
She left she took a bow
To another stage
To another page

No longer lost
But at what cost
I've lost you now
But it's shown me how
To find away
To stand up without dismay
I may have lost
But I'm no longer lost
Because you showed me a way
To spend every single day
To live for me
And truly be free
Live so alive
And not deprive
Myself oh my love  
Now ill rise above

No longer lost
But a what cost
The cost is you
When I was with you I flew
When I lost you I almost died
That days an nights I may have cried
I thank you
Cause I worked on through
Because of the cost
I found my way I'm no longer lost

the cost to live
lies in the basic necessities
of lack thereof
an eye for a kilo of beef
an arm for a bag of rice
dinner served
with the aftertaste of
slavery and genocide

the cost to live
is buried within values
numbers inflating
every second
every month
every year
every life time lived,
a reflection of a system
staring back at its own demise

there is a cost to live,
our people bear the brunt
of imperialist
spears and drills,
armed to their teeth
with bullets and greed

there is a cost to live
in a city built
on the graves of martyred children,
and of women,
of men; all done
at the behest of blinding thrones
and to feed the gluttonous beast named
overconsumption

we know the cost to live,
thus we bring forth
the payment it deserves
marching in the thousands,
and in the millions,
armed with knowledge
of the lands that nurtured our souls,
of the aspirations of the people
who commend
the cost to struggle
in order to make anew
the cost to living
a dignified liberation