Footprints

We bury the world under steel and concrete/
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets/
All the colors we had, we made them fade to grey/
As the forests and seas dry up and decay

Concrete and steel of the streets that we've built/
Paved our lungs and paved our way into misery/
How can we breathe when we rip our own lungs/
As long as we have breath this needs to be sung

This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand/
This plague that we've reaped from the passing land/
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant/
Before we turn everything into glass and sand

Into glass and/
Sand, blegh!

Into glass and sand

We're in denial when we should be in action/
We ignore facts, we rearrange our perception/
We stand there gazing with one foot in the grave/
If we don't dig out the truth we'll be buried beneath

This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand/
This plague that we've reaped from the passing land/
We've taken it too far, that, we have to grant/
Before we turn everything into glass and sand

It's too late to repent when all that's left are footprints in the sand

We bury the world under steel and concrete/
A tomb that we praise as cities and streets/
All the colors we had, we made them fade to grey/
As the forests and seas dry up and decay