Here we are, folks… for those of you that take an interest in this sort of things, the lyrics for Different Footprints.
The days are busy, being filled up with emptiness.
Occupied, always doing more to feel less.
Another packed day that she can’t tell from the rest:
pre-packaged Saturdays and crowded loneliness.
And she can still hear
his laughter ringing on the summer breeze.
She can still be
happy in her memories.
Different footprints on the beaches where we played,
the castles washed away, the child inside remains
in the places we’ve come back to; the pilgrimage we made
to drink to absent friends, to all the rest of us that stayed.
We can still hear
his laughter ringing on the the summer breeze
and we can still be
happy in the memory.
No one’s ever lost -
everything we treasured;
we will remember.
We can still hear…
And yes, I realise that those of you who’ve chosen to offer analysis of our lyrics before will point out that it’s not the most cheerful of subject matter. No surprises there - but I’d like to say that this is not a downbeat song. It’s saying that even if someone’s gone from our lives, we can still celebrate the joy that they brought us. This is a song about joy and hope, not about missing someone. So there…