This month lost its compass, at eight

Because of the moon and the equinox
Passover came a little late
Then, my semicentennial,
A week early we'll celebrate

Always something different at seven

Because someone will be out
(I've done it. It's alright)
You get an extra hour
Of what I've found tonight

Absence makes the heart grow fonder at eight

I'm back from my hiatus
Still alive, as you see
With this new change of status
Maybe come and dance with me