Irish Hour

We lost A Yesterday It was quick and quiet We were watching Christmas movies Somewhere outside Paris And I didn't even hear it A bookend of sorts Standing over breakfast In a holiday resort Tried my best to lift you We were stuck between two floors Pacing in the stairwell Haven't you been here before And I didn't even notice With all this time to kill Let's go get your things We'll lay them out along the window sill In between Washing machines You lay down on the bed sheets And I pretended not to see The way you gripped the edges And I never thought to ask How you managed the rest We were doing laundry The night I knew you best We lost A Yesterday It was quick and quiet We were playing Irish Hour Somewhere outside Paris