Footprints painted as the truth walks on.
You know,
if the streets could only talk
since we've walked them all before.
In the shadows of life gone by,
if you could only
open up,
show me your secrets.
While your tombstone eyes appear through the night,
the
door's wide open, you can come on in.
Don't really care where you've been,
the sky's wide
open, and the heavens pouring down.
Speak to me
with your sorest tongue.
Footprints painted as the truth walks on.
You know,
if the streets could only talk
since we've walked them so many times before.
In the shadows of life gone by,
just open up,
show me those secrets.
While your tombstone eyes appear through mine,
the door's wide open, you can come on in.
Don't really care who you've been,
the sky's wide open,
and the heavens pouring down.
Speak
to me with your sorest tongue.
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