SHOES FULLOF WEATHER

Left the picture Kept the feet Rain Dust River Just now Brick went dark when the rain hit red Flat-cap ghost at the gate just said Clock in, kid, like the clock ain't broke I nodded once and I let it choke Silver bend in a low wet haze River underneath minding its days Dust on the lip off a long red road Tin roof ticking out a two-step code Pack on light, joke in the gut Talking to pigeons like they still got smut They spray a hero on the station wall I tag a circle and I step through it all Picture, picture, on the wall Clean little man who loses it all I blew a kiss and I missed the frame Now the frame keeps yelling my name Shoes full of weather, head full of tune! Tune, tune! Spinning the gutter like it's a ballroom! Ballroom! Just now, sound, show me the room! Show me! Left in the weather, right in the groove Sun on the shoulder, rain on the sleeve I ducked the painting so the painting could breathe! Ha, this is living Sidewalk logic, pocket rhythm This is living Drop that kick, yeah, I'm with him! Lamp in the yard and a two-step grin Somebody's uncle let the drummer in Platform cold, twenty past ten Missed the last one, got tight with the wind Windows down on a brick-thick night Horn from a bar, cup with no ice Quiet swung first, quiet tapped out Taught my feet a ruder way to shout Not a hole in the pocket, hole in the plan Curb got a king and the king brought a pan Sit still, inherit the chair, they said Chair never fitted, I gave it air Picture, picture, pay your bill I'm just the smudge that learned how to spill Kill the fire, crack the door Street got a hook that the wall never wore Shoes full of weather, head full of tune! Tune, tune! Spinning the gutter like it's a ballroom! Ballroom! Just now, sound, show me the room! Show me! Left in the weather, right in the groove Sun on the shoulder, rain on the sleeve I ducked the painting so the painting could breathe! Ha, this is living Sidewalk logic, pocket rhythm This is living Drop that kick, yeah, I'm with him! Three skies, one jacket, no lease Wet wool, red dust, river grease Stars off the curb, yeah, the old line's true Stars look back like they already knew Take the ache, make it clap, let it spin Buy the whole night with a secondhand grin Just now Just now! Sound Sound! Show me Show me! The room! Left the wall Left the wall! Kept the walk Kept the walk! Not the broke Not the broke! Just off the clock! Shoes full of weather, head full of tune! Spinning the gutter like it's a ballroom! Just now, sound, show me the room! Left in the weather, right in the groove! Sun on the shoulder! Rain on the sleeve! I ducked the painting so the painting could breathe! This is living! Sidewalk logic! Pocket rhythm! This is living! Drop that kick, I'm still with him! Just now Sound Show me Picture stays I don't