Shoes

Next to the door they wait
Oh how the anticipate.
Patient are they as i run around and play.
Watching my bare feet as bye goes the day.

Nightime comes with a mission
Slowly onto my feet i slip them.
Over colored rainbow socks
Oh how i feel like goldie locks.

On my feet are my shoes
When their on i never feel blue.
Out the door me and my shoes soar
Our excitment contained no more.

My laces have a piano patteren
On one side i have drawn saturn.
How lovely my shoes to you they must look
I think as i jump over an old book.

The street is awfuly quiet
Like just before last years riot.
My sneakers walk me along
Through an alley and glass from a bong.

Into a puddle i step
Tainted with blood and my shoes get wet.
Poor shoes forgive me so
I say as i step into a mud filled pot hole

One lace comes undone
I dont notice for iam having to much fun.
On the cornor i see the man iam to meet
The dealer walks up and we greet.

Hush my shoes dont make a squeak
This is the stuff mammas wanted for weeks
The deal is done.
I feel like ive won.

Then me and my sneakers retreat
I love you shoes how youve lead me through deadly feats.
We walk back down the streets and alley
Feeling like a cat named O' Malley

Into the door way we are
Dealers really arent far.
Off with my sneakers they go next to my bed
They know they are loved as i lay down my head.