Cement Shoes
These shoes are made out of cement.
I didn't know what that meant.
These shoes are heavy but hard to see.
They may never let you free.
Many people own a pair.
It is not a choice, it’s not fair.
No matter how much some try.
Some can't take them off so they cry.
Why do I have cement shoes?
They always give me the blues.
It’s that border that’s out of order.
It makes me fear every tape recorder.
If I go back, they will fall off.
But so will I, a costly payoff.
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