Steadier Footing
Ben Gibbard
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
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.