I’m sorry that I can’t handle things on my own
I’m sorry that I can’t handle things unfinished
I’m sorry that I wanted to love you with a witness
It’s not to say our garden wasn’t enough, it was
But now I have to cross myself
One part out of mountain
One part in building
One part the the river Shannon
part and ruining
Before I came down living I started looking painting woman
It was in human the cheeks were red
and anywhere
took you I put you in my life
part west of a
One part in a Dublin building
One Shannon
part it’s me
me
me