Nothing's Ever Wasted

So I lost the car, I lost the house,
I lost the job, and I lost the keys
I lost a good friend, and who I was then,
And being sure of anything
Nothing is ever wasted
Not the sweet or bitter fruit I’ve tasted
Nothing is ever wasted
Blew a kiss, to Icarus,
On brilliant wax wings
We fell to the ground
So I climbed a hill
I’m standing there still,
Arms open wide not looking down
Nothing is ever wasted
Not the sweet or bitter fruit I’ve tasted
Nothing is ever wasted
I’ve lost pre conceptions, sense of direction,
I lost a child and I lost my doubt
I lost my mother and at one time or another
We strip it all down and toss it all out
Nothing is ever wasted
Not the sweet or bitter fruit I’ve tasted
Nothing is ever wasted
All things will change, there’s no one to blame
Doesn’t it feel like it is somehow sacred,
And I am aware, of what a person can bear
When there is a reason for them to face it.
Nothing is ever wasted
Not the sweet or bitter fruit I’ve tasted
Nothing is ever wasted