They speak in familiar words with meanings I don’t know
In hallways, in quiet rooms, with drinks or without,
in ministries, in gymnasiums, wherever lyrics flow,
I see the movements, mimic them, until they start to shout-
How unnatural! How embarassing! Can he really not know?
and when the eyes are slaughtering, it’s easiest to go,
for those of us who cannot know, it’s easiest to go.