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Justin Courtney Pierre

Footsteps

 

Footsteps

(álbum: An Anthropologist On Mars - 2021)


You don't seem the type to hold me underwater
I fell asleep and dreamt I'd turned myself around
Scratching deeper there's an urge to sever wires
Scratching deeper there's an urge to end it all

Why would you run from the thing you desire
There is no comfort in fear
Gathering branches just to
Follow in your footsteps now
Alleviate the pain somehow
Somehow

There were years I served my sentence to the slaughter
There were years I kept it strictly underground
I can't do the things I used to do forever
A darkened heart holds on to all that history

Why would you run from the thing you desire
There is no comfort in fear
Gathering branches just to
Follow in your footsteps now
Alleviate the pain somehow

If I search for every answer
There's a chance I'll never know
Either way I'm forced to
Follow in your footsteps now
I'm tearing all the branches out

It's my favorite song
Everybody's singing
Come along and join us underground
I'm lost and found
It's my favorite song
Everybody's singing
Come along and join us underground
I'm lost and found
It's my favorite song
Everybody's singing
Come along and join us underground

I think I'm on to something
I feel like ditching portions of the past
To make room for all the memories that haven't happened yet
I feel I'm lost and found

If I search for every answer
There's a chance I'll never know
Either way I'm forced to
Follow in your footsteps now
I'm tearing all the branches out

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