When we fell off the port bow

no one yelled ‘man-overboard’.

We’ve never been able to sort out how

or what, or which way is back to shore

     It’s a good thing our heads are hollow

     It’s a good thing our hearts are made of wood

     It’s a good thing everything around here is so shallow

     We’ve got time to float until we’re any good

   I’m so sorry all the time is a bad way to be

              ‘Don’t Forget’ is not something we take lightly

We’ve been the pages that fell out of the book

that won’t be noticed when the story gets read

but we’ll be the ones who will know where to look

when the cast of characters are Lang Syne dead

     It’s a good thing our heads are blank pages

     It’s a good thing that hearts write so sublime

     It’s a good thing this has gone on for ages

     Or else I’d feel like this is a waste of time

   I’m sorry all the time is a bad way to be

              ‘Don’t Forget’ is not something we take lightly