Providence

who knew
 at this party that
 i would walk in and i'd see you
 i guess now
 we could just get drunk
 yeah, and that could be our excuse
 you could slip
 and outta nowhere
 i could be there to catch your fall
 and 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 ya 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
 cuz words are vitamins
 and life is short
 and i know when we get up
 to the front office
 we're gonna have to fill out
 a full report
 the first question will be
 what were you thinking?
 and the next question will be
 what did you say?
 and then they're gonna check to see
 if the answers to one and two
 matched up much
 along the way
 in the interest of poetry
 and the cowboy movie
 that's you and me
 i'm back on the horse now
 and i am riding
 i am striding so effortlessly
 what i mean is
 it's late
 much too late for us
 and i'm fixing to go home
 with just my conscience
 and a bitter sense of irony
 as my chaperone