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Tonight, I didn't want to come home
I thought a lot tonight
Mostly about things I haven't in a while
I walked home in my barefeet
Wow, I haven't done that in such a long time
Once, my parents couldn't get shoes on me
I ran through the woods and the brook beside my house all the time
I remember having to wash my feet each time before I came in
But, barefeet just came naturally to me
Why wear shoes? It just takes time
It's so different how we measure time as we grow
Back then, too much time was a couple of minutes
Now, it's a couple of months
Cold pavement never felt so good
When did walking home with no shoes on become hard?
I mean, was there a point in my life when I made a conscious decision to always wear shoes?
Was there a point when all of a sudden, shoes were the thing to do?
The same with having fun, where did that go?
I remember when pretending a concrete block was a type rope
Or when the floor was lava
That was all I needed to make my day
Sure we need to grow, but where did the little things go?
I even had to think about taking my shoes off tonight
Since when does one have to think about taking shoes off
If I wanted to do it, the shoes came off
When did everything become a conscious decision?
The little things didn't change, I did
Why is it so hard now, to go back to somethings we loved, or a time we loved
Why does everything seem to have a reason and consequence?
Why can't things just happen and then thats it?
Why can't taking your shoes off be ok?
It's amazing how many people we can become
Why can't having fun just mean having fun?
And not, who am I leaving out, who am I making uncomfortable, who wants me here?
Why can't I just take my shoes off
When did all the easy things suddenly become so hard?