In my list of pros and cons "This made me happy once" I want to say it's growing up Lacking connected dots Maybe it's the loss of time But I don't think that's right What used to be pleasantries Turn to only memories Please, please explain to me Guilt versus empathy The difference feels like losing sleep The sum is just eluding me Levee of hope Snow-covered slope How have I lost The only thing I know Levee of hope Snow-covered slope How have I lost The only thing I know I'll stand on a shoebox Get close to god Pull the sky out from them Take em down a notch I must confess, I'm only Irish in name Luck has never held me and my wake would be a waste I'll stand on a shoebox Get close to god Pull the sky out from them Take em down a notch I must confess, I'm only Irish in name Luck has never held me and my wake would be a waste