I’ve been trying to follow
Father’s footsteps for a while
But they’re old and faded
They’ve been for quite some time
I’m tired of walking
I’ve got blisters on my feet
They’re too big for these shoes
That I can’t seem to fill
Oh, what if it’s too long?
Oh, what if it’s been done before?
Oh, what if everything that matters,
suddenly just shatters on the floor,
and then it’s gone?
Well then it’s gone
Now tell me where is the fun
In always being right
Why’s there blood on your knuckles
If you don’t give a crap
When every star falls from the sky
And there’s no shoulders left to cry on
Will that finally be our moment?
Oh, what if it’s too long?
Oh, what if it’s been done before?
Oh, what if everything that matters,
suddenly just shatters on the floor,
and then it’s gone?
Well then it’s gone
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