Solomon's Shoes - Margaret Becker

Living hungry on soup and dreams

Nothing left to lose

It seemed so simple then

When there wasn’t a lot to choose

Every day was like a year

There was lots of time

To see things clear

But then the blessing brought me here

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes

Things have changed a lot for me

I don’t worry about my rent

I pay it on time, I pick and choose

How every dime gets spent

Guess there’s nothing wrong with being blessed

It should be the same

Both more and less

I haven’t found the balance yet

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes

Solomon was the wisest man

But I guess not wise enough

He forgot the Blesser

When the blessing were too much

Now I know I swing with Solomon

Between the left and right

How I wish that I could find a place

Where I’d be satisfied

(Don't wanna deny You, don’t wanna turn from You)

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes

Still swinging in Solomon’s shoes