Lyric

The basket was empty

For the first time in days

I folded the socks

And matched every pair

The drawer closed clean

With a small wooden click

I stood there listening

Like it meant something

I did the simple work

I made the room behave

The floor looked better

My hands looked useful

But I did not feel lighter

When I stepped away

Clean Socks Still Heavy

On my feet

Fresh cotton

Same weight underneath

I did the laundry

I cleared the chair

I made one corner

Easier to bear

Clean Socks Still Heavy

Nothing changed

Except the drawer

And the smell of detergent

The shirts had straight edges

The towels had a shelf

The blanket was lifted

And folded in half

I emptied the lint trap

With careful fingers

A gray little pile

Came off the screen

I wanted the work

To pay me back

With one good minute

Inside my body

But the room got cleaner

And I stayed the same

Clean Socks Still Heavy

On my feet

Fresh cotton

Same weight underneath

I did the laundry

I cleared the chair

I made one corner

Easier to bear

Clean Socks Still Heavy

Nothing changed

Except the drawer

And the smell of detergent

I am not asking

For much from the day

Just one task finished

And some kind of relief

But clean is clean

And heavy is heavy

The sock can be washed

The leg still carries

The room can improve

Without taking me with it

I put on a pair

From the top of the stack

The heel fit right

The seam felt flat

I walked to the kitchen

And stopped by the sink

No new person

Just clean socks

On the same tired feet

Clean Socks Still Heavy

On my feet

Fresh cotton

Same weight underneath

I did the laundry

I cleared the chair

I made one corner

Easier to bear

Clean Socks Still Heavy

The work was done

The room looked almost

Ready for someone

Clean Socks Still Heavy

I stood in place

Wearing proof

That I had tried