James Joyce
The Art Of Map Making, Part 1
I don't know who to be tonight
I don't know where to go
I think you've been here before
I've seen it too
I walk past a telephone
I try to figure out if I should call
But then I know that no one's home
And I won't be soon
And in this dizzying morning night
I'd like to think that I told me so
That I know that I'd be betrayed
They'd pledge allegiance and fade away
If all my friends die tonight
Or if they all run away
I'll still be here again
But I'm not quite sure what I'll be
And how I don't like to sing this song
It makes me feel like I'm
Like I'm sliding down
It makes me feel like I'm all alone
Like everybody is leaving
And in this dizzying morning night
I'd like to think that I told me so
That I knew that I'd be betrayed
They'd pledge allegiance and fade away