Footprints in the Sand Songtext
von Flying Circus

Tempests beating time
Now crimson seems to last
Arcadia's forgotten
Without a word left to be said
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints in the sand
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints in the sand


Dirty god of war
Towering above
Coming down to rise again
The meadows sing its core
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints at the shore
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints at the shore
What do you need to make you feel
Oh bring it on down
Bring it on down, down
Bring it on down

And maybe we can find a path
Amongst this turmoil turning over
And maybe if we find the way
There is no need to say goodbye
And maybe rain will wash away
The stains of red on grass and clover
Yeah, maybe one day eyes will mend
Yeah, eyes will mend to see the sky
See the sky


Praying for the rain
Let the thunder roar
Pure and purgatorial drop
The meadows sing its core
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints at the shore
Bleeding eyes don't seem to mend
And see the footprints at the shore
What do you need to make you feel
Oh bring it on down
What do you need to make you feel
Bring it on down
Bring it on down