The addition of vibraphone to traditional piano accompaniments adds an ethereal color to Abigail Lewis’s “Unlost.” A play on words, to be “unlost” is to be found. The vibraphone suggests this inversion of meanings, almost like a mysterious reflection of the piano. “Unlost” pulses with a wandering heart, searching for peace amidst the constant changes of life.

Abigail N. Lewis (b. 2006) is an emerging composer from the Dallas–Fort Worth area, currently studying composition at the University of North Texas. With a musical voice that’s both expressive and curious, Abigail writes with a sensitivity to text and a love for exploring new textures and colors. Her works are a testament to nature and to human emotion.

By the age of 19, Abigail has had 13 works premiered, including performances by ensembles such as Inversion Ensemble. In 2025, she was named a Composer Fellow for the Choral Arts Initiative PREMIERE|Project Festival. Abigail’s first published piece was released at age 19, a milestone in her early career. Driven by storytelling, collaboration, and a desire to connect with listeners, Abigail continues to shape a compositional identity that reflects both her artistic curiosity and her evolving voice.

Composer’s Notes

“Unlost” is about leaving a familiar place, and the fear that comes along with that; we ask: will I be forgotten? This piece was written for the Austin-based new music organization Inversion Ensemble and is set to a beautiful poem by a good friend of mine, Riley Craig. Riley and I have known each other since 7th grade when we met in choir. The text and music for “Unlost” were written in the spring and summer of 2024, when both of us were graduating high school. For us, graduation meant leaving home and planting new roots elsewhere. People often fear leaving their places of solace; “Unlost” is an acknowledgement of that fear of the unknown. It’s encouragement that despite the change in your life, the good that you have done for others will leave a lasting impact. “The flowers may forget your face, but they will remember your heart.”

– Abigail N. Lewis

Text

These tears that sting my eyes
They blind me like sunshine
Everything is perfect but I must go
Oh forest
I need freedom to grow

Forest I’ve spent my life planting
I fear that the season is ending
The creases of change often come with the frost
Oh heart
Help me find unlost

Crimson rivers flow from the past
The future lies ahead unknown and vast
The stars, they go on and never cease to be ending
Oh flowers
Please don’t you forget me

You’re not losing our warmth
You’re meeting great distance
Love grows where you follow
As gold in your footprints
So run from this forest
And know as we part
The flowers may forget your face
But they will remember your heart

– Riley Craig

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