VERSE If how it goes is a grand goodbye and final picture show Then be, in the end, in The Carmike with a hip flask and your friends And we all wanna find that life, like kissing At least for a while fills up what’s missing But I don’t know everything VERSE Later, when shuffle man arrives to tuck you in Try to recall how your father’s face was handsome after all And I hope that death, like love and like Jesus Will steal our breath, if they come, I believe it But I don’t know everything VERSE What to do? We are nonplussed on the subject of what’s true I’ll turn a corner when I can say I’m unafraid of being wrong again VERSE Saying “I don’t know” There’s no shame in it Or I’m lost I’m lost I’m lost I’m lost