You know

I get lost

when everyone’s here.

yeah.

I get lost.

I get lost

when everyone

seems to know

who they’re

supposed to be.

I get lost

when everyone

seems to know

where to stand

or sit still

leave or to stay.

I don’t know why

but I get lost.

I get lost

until I decide

to just

step away

the Irish way:

 

no goodbye.