You left your shoes somewhere Somewhere in the dark Oh yes they were new Pretty like your heart You stumble across the wind They were yours, they were yours Would the dark throw them back They never show you slack You find yourself searching For shoes all seasons long Set up Holmes on the line Pull your friends along There's a search party for a heart But it's 12 o' clock someday No Harsh conditions alight You lose interest just Call off the entourage's play Took up a book and lay To learn you can buy new shoes Anyday. It might take some time To get a deal worth a dime But if you'd rather buy books all day it's the most charming pay.
Written at 12.42 pm Aug 5,2020
Note: If you could read this while beatboxing in your mind, please do so. I believe that changes the texture of it all.