Find the Lost

Intro

(Ayy) ha — oh-oh, oh-oh

Nate on the line, Sully by my side (yeah, ayy)

Treasure fever, desert sun, we ride (skrrt)

Verse

I got sand in my shoes, salt on my skin (yuh), scars that smile when the fight begins

Map in my palm, broken compass, crooked grin

They said the city was a myth — we call that a sin

Plane hit the dunes, we crawled from the wreckage, hands stained with grit

Marlowe watching from the wings like a vulture with a script (watching)

Ghost stories in monasteries, candles burned down to reveal the crypt

Rings flip, loyalties slip, deals done with silver-tongued lips

Sully coughs, lights a smoke, says "Kid, pick your tricks"

Run through the bazaar, palms sweaty, pockets light with lies

Sam on my trail, brother-blood, oath sworn under desert skies

Crumbling pillars, doorways with teeth, we pry where the map denies

Iram sleeps under dunes, we wake it with iron and spy

Bottles clink, fists speak — we trade breath for another try

Gunmetal and cactus, the horizon is sharpened by fireflies

Every step a rumor, every alley holds a disguise

But we move like thieves in a hymn, hearts synced to the drumline (drumline)

Ain't no saint in this story — just men who choose to climb (choose to climb)

Pre-chorus

Chains rattle, boots rumble (rumble), lightning on the ridge

Sully laughs — "You ever think of quit?" I say "Never, bridge by bridge"

Footprints in the sand, footsteps in the dark, keep moving, keep the switch

We got maps with missing pieces but we own the itch (own the itch)

Chorus

Find the lost, find the lost, find the lost, find the lost (find the lost)

Claim the name, claim the name, claim the name, claim the name (claim the name)

Raise the flag, raise the flag, raise the flag, raise the flag (raise it up)

Drake and Sully, we don't fold — we play for keeps, we play for keeps (play for keeps)

Verse

Storm on the horizon, waves like teeth — ship creaks (skrrt)

Bullet through a door, blood on the ledger, debts we keep

Kites in the sky, traps in the sand, move soft, move sleek

Marlowe pulls strings, but we cut cords like we cut the weak

Candlelight confessions, flashback to a kid with hungry hands

Sully taught a lesson: "You either steal or you stand"

Rooftops become racetracks, hearts drum in quick commands

I taste iron and rain, feel the world fold into plans

Tombs whisper history but we answer with boots and brass

Treasure's just a story until you lift it off the glass

Treasure's weight ain't gold — it's who'll stay when the flames pass

Sam laughs in the dark — "We ain't built for soft, we built to last" (built to last)

Echoes of a broken vow, I cut them out with my own laugh

Running toward the end like it's a start, not a trespass

We take more than coins — we take names, take names and we amass

Bridge

(oh-oh) Lights flicker in the citadel

(hey) Sully grins — "Kid, ring the bell"

(uh-huh) Marlowe falls, the papers