The Right Size Now

[Verse 1]
By the door, still waiting, scuffed and hard and worn,
Seemed like battleships then, in the cold light of the morn.
Steel-toe giants, caked with Perm Krai clay,
I'd slip 'em on, sink down, and trip throughout the day.

[Chorus]
Daddy's boots by the door, quiet as a stone,
Now they fit me right, on this path I walk alone.
Wish I'd listened more, wished I'd understood,
All the weight he carried, for my own good.

[Verse 2]
He'd lace 'em up at dawn, before the factory whistle screamed,
A steady piston's beat, a future always dreamed.
Through smoke and frost, he'd walk, back to the pine-scented air,
His silent lessons forged, beyond all compare.

[Chorus]
Daddy's boots by the door, quiet as a stone,
Now they fit me right, on this path I walk alone.
Wish I'd listened more, wished I'd understood,
All the weight he carried, for my own good.

[Bridge]
If I could turn the conveyor back, just for a spell,
Hear the creak of old leather, the stories he could tell.
About the Kama River's flow, how the world just turns and turns,
Before the last spark flickered, and the last lesson burns.

[Chorus]
Daddy's boots by the door, quiet as a stone,
Now they fit me right, on this path I walk alone.
Wish I'd listened more, wished I'd understood,
All the weight he carried, for my own good.

[Outro]
Still smell the oil and earth, a memory bittersweet,
His work done, but his footsteps, still guide my weary feet.