Tick of the clock as you close your eyes
Clunk of the shutters as you close the blinds
You walk the distance from the mountain of glass
You take a picture and hang it in your past
Break what you have to find your pot of gold
Take what's left lying dead and cold
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
As you travel down the cold bluestone
The lights are on, but nobody's home
You take a look and see what's left
The dirty dishes and the bloody mess
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Temple in the Sky - Footprints in Concrete Lyrics
Temple in the Sky - Footprints in Concrete Lyrics
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Tick of the clock as you close your eyes
Clunk of the shutters as you close the blinds
You walk the distance from the mountain of glass
You take a picture and hang it in your past
Break what you have to find your pot of gold
Take what's left lying dead and cold
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
As you travel down the cold bluestone
The lights are on, but nobody's home
You take a look and see what's left
The dirty dishes and the bloody mess
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Clunk of the shutters as you close the blinds
You walk the distance from the mountain of glass
You take a picture and hang it in your past
Break what you have to find your pot of gold
Take what's left lying dead and cold
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
As you travel down the cold bluestone
The lights are on, but nobody's home
You take a look and see what's left
The dirty dishes and the bloody mess
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Can you take the heat?
Record on repeat
Watching from the street
You must be getting old
Make your head complete
Take another seat
Footprints in concrete
It's just another game
Writer: Anthony Licciardi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid