Testo Concrete Shoes

I found my bones covered in a morning snow
I saw my face in a reflection of the shop windows
My heart was hard, floated like a lead balloon
I was walking slowly in my concrete shoes

Words like old friends
Maybe history will see us through
Words like old friends Words like old friends

I ran in place on a sidewalk of my own lost days
Relived mistakes as if I could make them change
The simple truth is a table between me and you
Gotta smash the soles of my concrete shoes

Words like old friends
Maybe history will see us through
Words like old friends
Words like old friends

Gotta smash the soles of my concrete shoes