I found my Memory Foam Shoes by the porch screen door They hold the shape of the miles I swore I’d walked before By the kitchen clock, an old brass piece from my grandma's wall, I lace them slow, then try to think it through Bless my heart, these soft old shoes — they help me remember what I forgot to do [Pre-Chorus] I hear that screen door rattlin’ in the heat Same old house, same tired feet One more step and it all comes back to me Like a Sunday song through the screen Memory Foam Shoes, they know my name They take me back when my head won’t say Every busted road, every gravel groove I find it all in my Memory Foam Shoes The porch screen door keeps tapping in the afternoon heat Kitchen clock tickin’ like it’s got somewhere to be I stand there in the frame where the hardwood gets worn thin Countin’ out my blessings like I might step back in Grandma’s hands on the pie tin, flour on her sleeve My sister stealing peach slices before supper could breathe Daddy laughing in the doorway, Mama fixing my shirt Uncle Ben passing the cornbread like it was his turn That little front-porch moment is the whole wide world [Bridge] And I can hear it now, the choir startin’ up Feet on the wood floor, hands in the air A little hallelujah in the screen door hum Like the whole house knew the Lord was there The years may roll, but grace don’t wear thin It meets me right here where I’ve always been So I’m stompin’ through the dust, singing glory on the way These old shoes got me walking home today Memory Foam Shoes, they know my name They take me back when my head won’t say Every busted road, every gravel groove I find it all in my Memory Foam Shoes So I leave the porch light burnin’ past the supper dish Let the screen door sing me back to what I miss If I lose my way, I know exactly where to go Right here in these old shoes, slow by slow
