i guess now we could just get drunk.
yeah, that could be our excuse.
i could slip and out of nowhere you could be there to catch my fall.
we could laugh at ourselves and the writing that's on the wall.
it's a narrow margin
just room enough for regret in the inch and a half between
"hey, how you been?"
and
"can i kiss you yet?"
so we talk like nervous neighbors over a tall fence...
true love,
but for the lack of providence.
but i just got one more thing to tell you,
it's that words are vitamins and life is short
and i know that when i get up
to the front office
i'm gonna have to fill out a full report.
and the first question will be what were you thinking?
the next question, what did you say?
and they're gonna check to make sure the answers to one and two
match up along the way.
in the interest of poetry and the cowboy movie
that is you and me.
i'm back on the horse now and i am riding back.
i am striding so effortlessly.
what i mean is,
it's late,
much too late for us.
and
i'm fixing to go home...
just my conscience and a bigger sense of irony
as my chaperone.
yeah, it's a narrow margin,
just room enough for regret inch and a half between
"hey, how you been?"
and
"can i kiss you yet?"
so we talk like nervous neighbors over a tall fence.
true love,
but for the lack of providence.
and i just got one more thing to tell you,
it's that words are vitamins and life is short.
i know that when i get up to the front office,
i'm gonna have to fill out a whole report.
and the first question will be what were you thinking?
and the next question...
what did you say?
then they're gonna check to make sure that the answers to one and two
match up along the way.
true love,
but for the lack of providence