Alan Arefyev - Old Shoes

I don't know about you
But I never throw away old shoes
It's like living countless lives
And then forgetting that you've even died

And if you die but you don't know
You won't have anything left to show
For all the days you can't go back to
All the nights you've gone and stowed away

Remember that day when we all camped out
In that bush throwing fruits at the cars driving round
Cause we didn't have our own but a day came soon
When we hopped on wooden boards and rode them straight to the moon
Remember those nights we would sleep in the woods
Cause we thought we'd all be screwed if our parents got the news
That we've been drinking and smoking and god knows what
We were thinking when we stuck, that bottle rocket up Brunner's butt

I don't know about you
But i never throw away old shoes
It's like traveling the world
And forgetting all the stories you were told

And when you're old but you don't know
You have no stories left to go
So you'll just sit there waiting
For the wind to come and blow you away

Remember those days when we all jammed out
In that musty little basement cause we had no doubts
That we'd be swimming and singing in a sea of gold
Cause our show at the preserve became a story to be told
Remember those nights when we'd suddenly crave
A cup of fries from that shack so we drove hours away
Just to sit for a moment and stare into the stars
While we all wondered how we even had the luck to make it that far

There is the tear from when I slipped off the ledge
And the hole that was poked by the glass and that was left
And the lace that got caught on that barbed wire gate
Which we only climbed over cause McDonald's was closing at 8

Remember those days we'd be stuck in our rooms
On our phones watching youtube there was nothing else to do
Cause that stupid little virus had to ruin all our moods
But it gave us some time at least to look through our old sweaty shoes

Written by:
Alan Arefiev

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