We Lost Another Seal at Customs

(Verse 1) We lost another seal at customs, third one just this week, it wandered past the sardine line and vanished, soft and meek. We sounded the alarm (a gentle bell), we searched the holding bay found it napping in the lost and found; it never went away. (Chorus) Oh we lose them and we find them, that's the customs hall refrain, nobody's gone forever on this orbit, that's the deal so we'll lose another seal at customs and we'll bring it home again, 'cause losing isn't leaving, and we always keep it real. (Verse 2) It clutched a little pebble and a blanket worn and grey, it wasn't really lost at all, just tired of the day. We dimmed the lights, we left some soup, we let the small thing rest of all the recoveries we've logged, the quiet ones are best. (Bridge) Mark it found, mark it found, strike it from the board, no creature stays unaccounted for that this old station's toward. (Chorus) Oh we lose them and we find them, that's the customs hall refrain, we'll leave a light, we'll leave a bowl, we'll call them home by name 'cause losing isn't leaving, and we always keep it real.