K.C. Frogge: Music
Comfortable Shoes
(K.C. Frogge)
May 29, 2005
Music and Lyrics by K.C. Frogge
Crazy inspiration here... it all started when I was thinking about how drag queens can march 3 miles down Market Street for the gay pride parade in five-inch heels and finish the route with a smile on their face... why? Because they know they look good doing it, and will finish the march at any cost in pain. Hence the segue... some people will dangle the first piece of eye candy on their elbow knowing they look good together, but two weeks later... POOF! The relationship is history. Why? Because it wasn't a good fit, a gradual, comfortable fit of personalities, interests, and goals. Which brings me to the "heart" of the matter. The perfect relationship for me is one where the shoe (person) fits immediately, but with careful wear and gradual breaking-in over a long, deliberate period of time where the path is comfortable and the companionship is inspired, the shoes (relationship of both people together) can feel good for a very, long time. No hurry, no worry... and feeling good about the person you're with. May everyone (including me, someday) find that kind of comfort instead of shallow superficial presentations that don't last.
I've been walking, and walking, and walking for days...
sometimes with direction, and sometimes in a haze.
Well, I got this far, and sometimes I'm amazed how I do...
then I look down at my feet
and see I'm wearing my comfortable shoes.
I've been searching, and searching, and searching for years...
sometimes I'm in the high life,
and sometimes I'm in tears,
and when I'm wondering how
I made it past my fear and my blues,
I'll keep on wearing my heart
just like a pair of my comfortable shoes.
I want to find me a love who fits me like a glove,
someone who values sense over style...
'cause what good does it do to wear a fancy shoe
if you're in agony, mile after mile?
I've been dreaming, and dreaming, and dreaming at night
for someone to take me loosely who can also hold me tight
and by the light of day,
there's so much we could say, and we'd do...
such a perfect fit, just like a pair of my comfortable shoes.
I'm gonna find me a love
who fits me like a glove,
someone who values sense over style...
'cause what good does it do to wear a fancy shoe
if you're in agony, mile after mile?
I've been wonderin' and wonderin' and wonderin' why
so many rush the altar and
just as fast, they say goodbye?
I guess I don't understand how they can so blindly choose...
so while they're suffering their fashion,
I'll keep wearing my comfortable shoes.
Someday I'll find a love who will fit me like comfortable shoes.