The Blood Rush Hour - Fashioned Footsteps

I walk alone, kicking leftovers from the sands of Southerndown Beach
I kick so hard sometimes I forget that I've been taught to teach

And when I turn and see the fashioned footsteps in the sand
I know implicitly that they are mine and
That no one else would follow me this far

I'm filling in, seeking out the tortured stains that no one can reach
I feel the burn from the weight of all of the buckets of noble bleach

And when I turn and see the fashioned footsteps in the sand
I know implicitly that they are mine and
That no one else would follow me this far

Let's go to the river and lay hands upon me
I don't know if I will ever go
Never see me
Now you can see me now
You never see me
Now you see
You never see me

I listen to the scented songs of the mermaids
Singing each one to each
An open taunt this scold tells me to practice
Just what I preach

And when I turn and see those fashioned footsteps in the sand
I know implicitly that they are mine and
That no one else would follow me this far

Written by:
Robert DeStefano, Terry Hughes

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