Footprints

What we built, what we had,

It feels like something changed.

Are we still the same?

We tell us that we are,

But then slowly start to fade.

If we stop this masquerade,

Will anything remain

What we built, what we had,

And what we once were?

We left our footprints by the shore,

But I can’t find them anymore.

They washed away,

They washed away,

They washed away.

Carry them out,

Carry them out,

Carry them out,

Carry them out,

Carry them out,

Carry them out.

What we built, what we had,

what we had,

what we had,

Carry them out,

Carry them out,