Ever said that footprints
That we′ve left behind us?
That if you shut the window the salt still seeps in
That if you seal a memory, the blood still stains
And it shall all sing along
I can not trust my eager conscious
To stop and wait for faith
There′s really nothing left
That if you shut the window the salt still seeps in
That if you seal a memory, the blood still stains
And it shall all sing along
I can not trust my eager conscious
To stop and wait for faith
One tenth of my Grandfathers being
Nothing would be left in me
And it shall all sing along
I can not trust my eager conscious
To stop and wait for faith