Footprints (Attack In Black)

My distraction grows in leaps and bounds in every year gone by. my addresses now so lovely penned the blind would shed a tear maybe I don't need the things that you and you need and maybe I'm the shadow cast on drying grass and dying trees. a scar is only so wen cuts run too deep forgiveness rests upon weight of what we give and what we keep maybe there's a footprint I left a life ago. if so, there's something beautiful out there, somewhere, I know words can only reach the ears of whom you aim to speak a stone can only roll so far as the ground is not too steep and I aim to speak to generations I wish to touch but one drive to tears that something beautiful may never come undone