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 dissappeared 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've 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 would not last