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.