Pictures - Illy

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you

White sands, crystal waters

Can you imagine a world without borders

Imagination don’t cave to gravity

These dreams pale this insane reality

Let the pressure come, we shine like a settin' sun

Like the good times never done

Snapshots with fella’s in Prague

Or a beach in spain, umbrella in the glass

Board shorts, long necks, cruise through the night

Summertime cowboys do what they like

Move like the tide, sure as there’s blue in the sky, the youth got my future on

side

Heard pictures a thousand words but I guess that shit ain’t about a verse

So I made an album of photos, an album of music

And can’t figure which comes first

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you

Yeah, from behind dark shades

Watch in the skies, man

Like the world in the future in my hands

What more can a young man ask for?

Good mates and stamps in a passport

Light joints on a lonely beach

With a beer and a feed while my hometown sleeps

It’s as real as it gets, I can’t fake a thing

I moved on but still start to take it in

I swear don’t care where I’m at

I’ll always have time for a laugh with the lads

I keep memories close to my cash

So I’m never too, too focused on that

And look, I heard pictures a thousand words

But I guess that shit ain’t about a verse

So I made a album of photos, an album of music

And can’t figure which comes first

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you

Footprints in the sand, change of plans

Make a new one, take my hand

We’re young, we’re live

Chasing the memories, not enough time

So I keep a picture in my wallet of you, you, you, you, you