Thursday, April 26, 2012

untittled

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'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 will not last

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