Brand New Shoes

The ocean is searing inside my soul 
And all the waves do is roll
And soar as loud as a furnace roar
Do you think anyone could show us the door
As I try on brand new shoes
Do everything but pay my dues
And is everyone just looking for news
Down in the doldrums that it eschews
And do I move with the wave I quake
I do it all for everyone's sake
Make sure my hands do not shake
And be the storm to just wake
And do the eaves run down the shore
I couldn't have wished for anything more
As I walk on every floor
I know there's a reason but I don't know what for

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