Footsteps

And like the two said to the three
How can you talk like this to me
Hey decorate my falling down
Scatter your memories all around
The fire that's raining from below
Now you're a moment that's been closed

Turn off the lights
Eyes are the footsteps in the night

This trail of breadcrumbs below your feet
Whispers like muscle cars on heat
Hey decorate my falling down
Scatter your memories all around
This unbecoming cartoon road
Now you're a moment that's been closed