black boots on wet pavement (no refrains, unedited)

[lies_and_theft]

In the morning
I woke up to the sun
But then it was raining
down on everyone

I felt I was late but I was fooling my self
better get a shave
shower and meet the day

The air is so thick
with possibility
or was it just the wet mist
that was misleading me?

the day begins
and the steam rises from the streets
the drivers aren't here yet
and I can see everything
through the plate glass
from my pleather stool, formica bar
I feel a feeling and I feel it hard

The streets were shing
like long black oil lakes
punched the steel
black the neon
I saw my fate

black boots on wet pavement
keep me dry in the rain
feel the wind
as it howls and crys
the night begins again

and though I may stumble
my ankles will not crack
leather and laces
double tied
will hold me back

no stone puddle or pot hole will ruin my day
the future is just a few seconds away

I really tried
and in a alien wilderness I cried
for another time
but the present was mine

boots hold me from falling apart
that I might not slip
on the slick streets
of my broken heart

another stormy day
but Im glad to be alive
Ive seen the sun before
and I know those clouds
cannot survive

I lept down the stair after you
to no avail
I crept down the allys too
to no avail
Chasing a shadow
to no avail
an imagined future beautiful
but cold and pale

but alas
that never came to pass
I discovered the path,
oh oh it lay in the past
a certain feeling
I strive to feel today
a certain nostalgia
for things that haven't happened yet
a certain joy for inner discovery
when oh when will be set free?

It may keep you around
but remember the peace will hold you down
how can you progress
if youve got every comfort around
how can you asses the soul
if the body is being addressed in whole?

friends will go as time begins to pass
I may want to die
but these boots can take me to hell and back