These Shoes (Outro)

Would you like to try these shoes on?

Walk awhile and feel the bruises on

The heals grow deeper as the arches collapse in the street

Cuz the souls are worn down to the socks

And what you feel are the rocks that lie beneath

They make a path, going back, to the peak of my existence

From the womb into the light

Air giving lungs their very first fight

Little bare feet kicking knowing nothing of the boots that would be strapped tight

During those teenage blues, or the sneaks that would scuff concrete

Running down the railroad tracks that used to lead to first lust, that kicked up dust

The storm cloud that was a must