Empty Shoes

from by Via Princessa

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Somewhere down this road I travel
There is a bleeding place that I never seem to grapple with
Going long
I'm going to catch that ball…

Lifts the lid to his mahogany chest and found it in the dirt

Then the dull white pages read so sullen now
In a patch of apples she picks in her evening frown

Inside old school gates, hadn't I a life like we remain?
Inside old school gates to fill empty shoes

Please dear sir remind me of my friends
I hope some of them are still alive

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from Black Diamond, released January 1, 2016
Music by Shon Kornfeld
Lyrics by Matthew Aarness

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