Lyrics

You set the pace – You are the face – Of those who cannot speak

And once again you represent the voices of the meek

The lines are drawn – We’re marching on – No sense of what’s to come

Tomorrow’s game won’t look the same as where we’re coming from



Who will wear your shoes when the sun goes down

Who will walk those footsteps in the night

Who will wear your shoes when there’s darkness all around

Who will lead us back into the light



Heed the signs of wintertime – The coldness in the air

The wind it brings upon its wings – An omen of despair



All is quiet now on the inside

The fire burning brightly keeps us warm

But clouds are rolling in on the outside

Who will find us shelter from the storm



What’s the plan – To make our stand – To live another day

Who will cede and who will lead – And who will light the way



Who will wear your shoes when the sun goes down

Who will walk those footsteps in then night

Who will wear your shoes when there’s darkness all around

Who will lead us back into the light



Who will wear your shoes when the sun goes down

Who will walk those footsteps in the night

Who will wear your shoes when there’s darkness all around

Who will lead us back into the light



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