Pawprints
by Ken Skeens © 1992

In a deadly kind of silence that is all across the land
To the haven of Big Cypress, I have come to make a stand
Are you listening, Can you hear me just before the dawn?
Hear my scream break the silence, Will you wake up and I'll be gone?
Pawprints in the sand

I'm running for the backwoods as more trees begin to fall
Being pushed into a corner with my back against the wall
Are you listening,Can you hear me for I'm nearly out of breath?
Hear my scream break the silence, For my race is life or death
Pawprints in the sand

This dark image now is clouded for I see through misty eyes
Come and run now with my spirit, This proud panther never cries
Are you listening, Can you hear me? Know this before I'm through
For surely with my passing goes a little bit of you
Pawprints in the sand

In a deadly kind of silence that is all across the land
To the haven of Big Cypress, I have come to make a stand
Are you listening, Can you hear me? Know this before I'm through
For surely with my passing goes a little bit of you
Pawprints in the sand
Will you see Pawprints in the sand?
Will there be Pawprints in the sand?
Are you listening, Can you hear me?

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