Texty: Lo-Fi Culture Scene. Other. Footsteps.

(Lyrics by Jacob Wheldon)

The past is a foreign memory, waiting to be forgot,
Let's move on this promise of new things, stood there a door unlocked,
And i'm trying to get my thoughts to you, Yeah i'm trying to get my thoughts to you,
You've got this aversion to admit to let go to commit, let's go through with this,
You've got this aversion to admit to let go to commit, let's go through with this.

Let's go through with this, Let's go through with this;

Let's follow footsteps we'll follow footsteps,
Around the twists & turns of this maze,
Let's follow footsteps, We'll follow footsteps,
And hope we'll come across,
A New place.

We spend so much of our time, behind closed doors,
When there's so many things that we could adore,
We have so little time yet surely so much to do, there are so many things that i'd love to pursue, but we just throw them all away,
We just throw them all away.

Let's go through with this, let's go through with this.

Let's follow footsteps, let's follow footsteps around the twists & turns of this maze, let's follow footsteps, we'll follow footsteps, and hope we'll come across a new place.

Let's go through with this,
Let's go through with this,
Let's go through with this,
Let's go through with this,
And I'm Trying To Get My Thoughts To You,
But They Aren't Getting Through,
And I'm Trying to Get My Thoughts To You,
But They Aren't Getting Through,
But, What If We're Moving Too Fast,
And What If We're Moving Too Slow, Who Cares?
We Need A New Place To Go, We Need A New Place To Go