Ghost in the Shoe

I recall faces in the fall, VFW halls and the leaves from the trees
On the street, like bodies under sheets
Slick with rain as the past spreads like a stain

I was weak, my heart was asleep as the cool November rain stung my cheek
Half-adored, speeding up I-94 toward a big black door opening up a little more...

Lived nine lives, swallowed ninety knives
Finally felt fine when the last one cut the tie
That bound me to the last vestige of you
Like a ghost in the shell or a ghost in my shoe

No one knows just where your Old Joy goes
Hope you catch your favorite shows
You live the life you chose

No one knows just where your Old Joy goes
Strike a pose, freeze a smile in time
Place your bets, referee regrets
Oh you give what you get, just haven't got it yet...



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Reindl
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