SCOTT TOFTE

Written by: Scott Tofte

Published by: Wrong Decade Music (ASCAP) 

Recorded: "After The Echo" by After The Echo, 2019

Years gone by, and in the distance travelled I

Find experience is often self abuse

The fabric of my life has come unravelled once or twice

I’ve been wearing thin the soles under my shoes

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I walk alone I cut my feet upon the gravel

For what is blood when there is nothing left to lose? 

I tramp I trudge I’ve earned each mile that i’ve travelled

Try not to judge me ‘til you’ve walked a mile in someone else’s shoes

 

Do or die, sometimes the choice ain’t black or white

Shades of rainbow greys add interest for the eye

You wonder why some people prey and some might cry

No more talking get to walking keep your laces tight

 

I step on stone I cut my feet upon the gravel

These bloody footprints paint the path that I’m to choose

I will not budge I’ll be victorious in battle

Try not to judge me ‘til you’ve walked a mile in someone else’s shoes

 

Have you ever tried to make a difference? 

Have you ever tried to make amends?

Have you ever set aside your fears and really listened?
Have you ever been to where the sidewalk ends?

 

Straight to the bone I cut my feet upon the gravel

I’ve paid the price, I’ve paid the piper, paid my dues

Until you’ve marked me every meter that I’ve travelled

Try not to judge me…

 

A gilded tower makes a formidable castle

From up above I’m sure you must enjoy the view

No wall can keep me from the path that I’m to travel

You cannot touch me til you’ve walked a mile inside of my shoes