Steadier Footing
It's gotten late and now I want to be alone.
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home.
And here I sit on the front porch,
Watching the drunks stumble forth into the night.
You gave me a heart attack -- I did not see you there.
I thought you had disappeared so early away from here.
And this is the chance I never got
To make a move, but we just talk about...
The people we have met in the last five years,
And will we remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
I've tried twice before, but like this, it just will not last.