CHAKRA BLEU: Music
Footprints In The Sand
When I was a little girl, I loved playing in the sand, at our cabin on the lake - my favorite wonderland Building castles in the sand, with play buckets and bare hands With my shovel I would make roads stretch across my kingdoms land The sun would bake and the wind would blow Waves would roll up, splash and pull By the days end my castle would be a crumbling mass Chorus: Footprints in the sand Signatures forepassed Barely catching time in a flash Just a blink of an eye Just a turn of a page Footprints in the sand carried off by the winds of change Verse: While sitting in the shade, I watched the children play Passed down like a trait, they build castles by the lake II begin to contemplate on how life drifts away Like our imprints in the sand, here and gone in a day This beach has seen footprints come and go Tickling young feet as they grow Comforting those tired feet that have grown so old to chorus... Coda: My footprints will be One day a faded memory Of a generation passed at our cabin on the lake