i took the midnight path

in the aftermath

tearing out the sutures



is there no way back

to a broken past

just our broken futures



i heard you tore it all down

destroyed the world we found



are we a lost cause?

or are we just lost ‘cause

we won’t be the future we refuse to see



and if i’m your lost cause

it will be your loss ‘cause

you won’t see me as i am, not the enemy



i’ll be your lost cause



do you remember us

on the late-night bus

taking everything for granted



you said it’s scary with the lights on

and my love songs are fight songs

but my punches never landed



i heard you tore it all down

destroyed the world we found



i’ll be your lost cause

or are we just lost ‘cause

we never see the future we refuse to be?



and if i’m your lost cause

it will be your loss ‘cause

you won’t see me as i am, the possibility:

that i’m not the enemy



i’ll be your lost cause



Behind the Song:

lost ‘cause: story behind the song - by Jon Foreman

“Love is the responsibility of an I for a You: in this consists what cannot consist in any feeling - the equality of all lovers…” - Martin Buber

Revolution is easier than repair. War is easier than reconstruction. Rust, dust, and decay are always at work and everything burns. Entropy is always tearing at the seams of all of us.

So, when we got to war, is this our logical, rational choice? Or in these dark moments are we simply acquiescing to destructive forces much larger than ourselves?

Creating something beautiful is so much harder than tearing it down. It’s the same on a granular level: It’s easy to fall in love. It’s a lot harder to stay in love.

Entering into a relationship with another human soul is a surrender.

“Are we a lost cause? 
Or are we just lost ‘cause
We’ll never see the future we refuse to be

If I’m your lost cause
It will be your loss ‘cause
You’ll never see me as I am, the possibility:
That I’m not the enemy.”