Boots

I go to the corner where it all goes down
And I do things I'll regret but not right now
They say "angel, you been here before"
Yeah, I had my boots to carry me

Just like Pandora with her box
I let everything out and spin around
And when they come to me, it's like a river to cross
But I have my boots to ferry me

And I remember how it feels
I always stop and remember but I do it again
And I jump up and slap my heels
Cause I have my boots on
I'd like to see my eyes in someone else's face
I'd like to see my face on a magazine
The things I want, the life I need
My boots keep me between

I passed out on a subway train
And a woman she came and took my hand
But I'm alright, I'm okay, I can fall like rain
Long as I have my boots to help me stand

And the streets they empty hour by hour
Till they were finally drained and I was all alone
And just like Pandora, I was sorry now
But I had my boots to carry me home

The sky is wild and full of holes
The wind is wild and it's full of coughs
Sometimes I think I'd float away
If I took my boots off
I'd like to see my eyes in someone else's face
I'd like to see my face on a magazine
The things I want, the life I need
My boots keep me between