Footprints Songtext
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Footprints Songtext
We bury the world under steel and concrete
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets
All the colours we had, we made them fade to grey
As the forests and seas dry up and decay
Concrete and steel of the streets that we′ve built
Paved our lungs and paved our way into misery
How can we breathe when we rip our own lungs?
As long as we have breath this needs to be sung
This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand
This plague that we′ve reaped from the passing land
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant
Before we turn everything into glass and sand
Into glass and sand
Into glass and sand
We're in denial when we should be in action
We ignore facts, we rearrange our perception
We stand there gazing with one foot in the grave
If we don′t dig out the truth we′ll be buried beneath
This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand
This plague that we′ve reaped from the passing land
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant
Before we turn everything into glass and sand
It′s too late to repent when all that's left are footprints in the sand
We bury the world under steel and concrete
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets
All the colours we had, we made them fade to grey
As the forests and seas dry up and decay
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets
All the colours we had, we made them fade to grey
As the forests and seas dry up and decay
Concrete and steel of the streets that we′ve built
Paved our lungs and paved our way into misery
How can we breathe when we rip our own lungs?
As long as we have breath this needs to be sung
This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand
This plague that we′ve reaped from the passing land
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant
Before we turn everything into glass and sand
Into glass and sand
Into glass and sand
We're in denial when we should be in action
We ignore facts, we rearrange our perception
We stand there gazing with one foot in the grave
If we don′t dig out the truth we′ll be buried beneath
This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand
This plague that we′ve reaped from the passing land
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant
Before we turn everything into glass and sand
It′s too late to repent when all that's left are footprints in the sand
We bury the world under steel and concrete
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets
All the colours we had, we made them fade to grey
As the forests and seas dry up and decay
Writer(s): Jonny Lattimer, Adam Kershen, Samuel Merrifield, Callum Stewart, Frank Walker, Andrew Polychronopoulos, Alexander Healey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com