Cement Shoes

Only shy one stone

at the bottom of your ocean floor

nobody ever looks down

skeletons chipping your shoulder

even when they're locked away


The pit of nonchalance

dark enough to hide that you're sure

no one will ever find you

every lover on the way is a saint


arms outstretched to fix you

color you too bright

make the passersby

come a little closer


Stand at ready, Stand at ready

the weight of it all shifts down

as they ask you to move

Stand at ready, Stand at ready

in Cement Shoes


A silent wearing out

fear yourself the inevitable crutch

enjoying the attention

as the fabric everybody can touch

feeling something you can too


Then they'll leave you

you know it to be true so you fight

left in dust or tied

'til it's long over


Stand at ready, Stand at ready
the weight of it all shifts down

as they ask you to move

Stand at ready, Stand at ready

in Cement Shoes


Look too far ahead

and you'll be missing

all the joy that you had

​Coming Out Of Your Shell