The Last Ones

Echoes of a Vanishing World
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Lyrics

I follow your footsteps in the sand

I am following someone's footsteps in the sand.

You walked here just before me

The person I'm following walked in this place just before me.

Every day we search around

Every day, we are searching around for someone who can provide answers.

Looking for someone who could tell

We are looking for someone who could explain our situation.


How did we end up here?

Reflecting on how the current situation came to be.

How did the world we know just end?

Questioning how the familiar world came to an end.


cre we the last ones here?

Are we the last remaining individuals in this place?

To watch birds fly away above the sea

Observing birds flying over the sea, contemplating our solitude.

cre we the last ones here?

Repeating the question about being the last ones present.

To see the sun set and never rise again

Witnessing the sun setting with the uncertainty of its rise again.


I watched you sleep beside me

Observing someone sleeping beside me after a journey through the night.

cs we flew on through the night

As we continued through the night, recalling moments illuminated by flashes of light.

I recall the flash of the light

Recollection of a significant event marked by a flash of light.

cnd how you held my hand so tight

Describing the tight grip of holding hands during a critical moment.


No need for the last words to be said

Acknowledging that there's no need for final words; a commitment to keeping the other person safe.

I keep you safe no matter what it takes

A promise to ensure the safety of the other person, no matter the cost.


cre we the last ones here?

Reiterating the question of whether we are the last ones present.

To watch birds fly away above the sea

Watching birds fly away and contemplating our isolation.

cre we the last ones here?

Repeating the question about being the last ones present.

To see the sun set and never rise again

Witnessing the sun set, unsure if it will rise again.


Can we really start again?

Pondering the possibility of starting anew.

can we find a way to forget ?

Questioning whether it's possible to forget and move forward.


cre we the last ones here?

Repeating the question about being the last ones present.

To watch birds fly away above the sea

Observing birds flying away, emphasizing our potential solitude.

cre we the last ones here?

Repeating the question about being the last ones present.

To see the sun set and never rise again

Witnessing the sun set, uncertain if it will rise again.

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