Mattydale Music Collective - Muddy Shoes

Time drips slowly
Like a faucet
As we sit in each other's arms
Lord knows how long it's been
Feels like early morning, only quarter after ten

We leave our worries at the door
Lying like muddy shoes on the floor
Reality is a distant land
Far from you and me
All the reality I need is lying next to me

Our minds are open
Our mouths speak freely
Thinking complicates what doesn't need to be

Written by:
Mathew Wescott

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