Hoofprints In The Sand
Francis Sage Lyrics


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I've seen a monkey evolve into a man
I've seen a man devolve into a monkey
I've seen a junkie redeem himself with help
I've seen a wealthy man melt into the snow and blow his credit on a decongestant
The dyslexics breathe easy
The people in the top tax bracket just keep looking for freebies
Thumbing their noses at those in need of handouts
I'm talkin' panhandlers with secondhand clothes, living hand to mouth
Camping out on Capitol Hill
The fat cats are still insisting reparations be a jagged little pill
Today there's free vaccinations at the walk-in clinic
If you're lucky, you won't just be a guinea pig
Call me a cynic
I find it interesting how certain epidemics spread
More specifically – where they don't and who isn't affected
Yeah, I'm infected with a curious nature
The welcome mat said, "God bless this home," not "God damn thy neighbor"
They can repeat history but can't recycle paper
They don't see the forest or the trees, just skyscrapers
Towels of Babel in a town full of cattle
When I question brand loyalty, the crowd is bedazzled
But I'll never be hoodwinked, I'm mindful of the footprints
The shape of the hoof, the way the path in the wood splits
The author of the book, the origin of the crucifix
The waitress looking for tips and the place where the cook spits
This is where I was when the bomb dropped
Hiding from the uninvited onslaught
I've seen people who don't believe in sleep count sheep
With calculators that double as alarm clocks
From Noah's Ark all the way to Rosa Parks
To black folk pushing white agendas inside of an office with flow charts
Technology ain't shit, we feed off the fruit
When I stuff leaves of absence in my briefcase, follow suit
Spill the liquid from your double fisted escapade
Kill kids with the drunken misfits in your Escalade
It's gruel for the food fight and foreign aid
Bream ‘em down and build ‘em back up with what you throw away
Administering band aids on amputated limbs
Kissing ‘em with air raids, and your lips gave ‘em infections
Too many closed doors led to back drafts
Now the spring edition of fashion catalogs feature gas masks
How becoming on these lanky models
They can't look truth in the mirror without a pair of safety goggles
Hold the bobble head, insert the feeding tube
Even if they stop breathing, make sure they keep eating food
Do the Schiavo
Mouth opened wide like a perverse psycho circus side show
Forgive me not, my patterns stay impartial to apologies
Despite a polite side of mine that says, "I'm so sorry"
Adding flame infinitum for your eternal fuel tank
My higher power doesn't need to be thanked
Thanks anyway, that's from him to me to you
I don't mind being the middle man, someday I might need one, too

I'm at the fire
Where are you?
I'm at the fire
Where the hell are you?

I've seen a man devolve into a monkey
I've seen a monkey evolve into a man
I've seen it all, upside down, in-between, inside out
It's neither here nor there, hoof prints in the sand
I've fallen head first into the pit of my stomach
Taught to trust my gut, got no trust in the gutless
Save some hope for the hopeless, but I won't show it
Shoot my load in an opus, now it's an open casket
Going to Hades in a hand basket
Holding onto a dream, but lately we can't grasp it
There's been too much murder and not enough martyr
Why is it no one else wants to impress Jodie Foster?

[x3:]
I'm at the fire
We're at the fire
Where are you? Where are you?

You can't have revolution without evolution, huh?
You can't have evolution without velution, huh?
You can't have velution without elution, huh?
You can't have elution without lution, huh?
You can't have lution without ution, huh?
You can't have ution without tion, huh?
You can't have tion without ion, huh?
You can't have ion without on, huh?
You can't have on without n, huh?

Seriously I know that you pray when the chips are down
But act different when there are atheists around
Have suspicions that make you think you'll drown
All alone in the middle of a crowd
I'd be a liar if I said I never had to beg
Doubled over with my knees bent touching my head
Stuck in a bed, dealing with all of these evil visions
Running from the dead in a fetal position
Needing assistance from a nurse
She said, "Tell me where it hurts"
These words are gonna make my belly burst
So I mentally revert to all the enemies I've cursed
Running through my memories in reverse
I said bring that beat back, man, bring that beat back
A flash ain't enough time for me to recap
I'm a bastard sometimes, don't think I don't see that
Laughing at the dumb, blind, the deaf to the knee slaps
Cracking punch lines for the sake of some green stacks
Passion for the rhyme can be cheapened by feedback
I shut my eyes and proceed to go dream catch
But a troubled mind can't seem to fall asleep fast




I cut my ties like the way that a fiend acts
Go into overdrive and get caught in a speed trap

Overall Meaning

The song "Hoofprints In The Sand" by Francis Sage is a thought-provoking piece that explores a wide range of themes, from societal and political issues to personal struggles and introspection. The opening lines of the song suggest the cyclical nature of evolution, with the singer stating that they've seen a monkey evolve into a man and a man devolve into a monkey. The song then touches on topics ranging from the wealthy taking advantage of the less fortunate to concerns about epidemics and the importance of questioning brand loyalty.


The lyrics also delve into questions of morality and ethics, such as the singer's curiosity about who is affected by certain epidemics and who isn't, as well as reflections on personal struggles and the need for hope in difficult times. The song ends with a flurry of wordplay, as the singer explores the interconnectedness of various words and concepts.


Line by Line Meaning

I've seen a monkey evolve into a man
I've witnessed personal growth and transformation


I've seen a man devolve into a monkey
I've witnessed a person lose their humanity and regress


I've seen a junkie redeem himself with help
I've witnessed someone overcome their addiction with assistance


I've seen a wealthy man melt into the snow and blow his credit on a decongestant
I've witnessed a rich person wasting their money on unnecessary expenses


The dyslexics breathe easy
People with dyslexia feel relieved


The people in the top tax bracket just keep looking for freebies
Wealthy individuals are always seeking ways to avoid paying taxes


Thumbing their noses at those in need of handouts
They disregard and mock those who require assistance


I'm talkin' panhandlers with secondhand clothes, living hand to mouth
I'm referring to homeless individuals barely surviving


Camping out on Capitol Hill
They are protesting and seeking help from lawmakers


The fat cats are still insisting reparations be a jagged little pill
The wealthy are resistant to providing reparations for historical injustices


Today there's free vaccinations at the walk-in clinic
Currently, vaccinations are available for free at the clinic


If you're lucky, you won't just be a guinea pig
If fortunate, you won't be an experimental subject


Call me a cynic
Consider me a skeptic


I find it interesting how certain epidemics spread
I'm intrigued by the patterns of how specific diseases spread


More specifically – where they don't and who isn't affected
Particularly, I'm interested in the areas unaffected and individuals not impacted


Yeah, I'm infected with a curious nature
Indeed, I have a insatiable curiosity


The welcome mat said, 'God bless this home,' not 'God damn thy neighbor'
Hospitality should be extended to neighbors, not hostility


They can repeat history but can't recycle paper
They have a tendency to repeat mistakes but neglect environmental conservation


They don't see the forest or the trees, just skyscrapers
They are oblivious to the natural environment and only focused on urban development


Towels of Babel in a town full of cattle
Communication barriers in a conformist society


When I question brand loyalty, the crowd is bedazzled
People are mesmerized by the conformity to specific brands


But I'll never be hoodwinked, I'm mindful of the footprints
I will never be deceived, I pay attention to the evidence


The shape of the hoof, the way the path in the wood splits
By observing clues like hoofprints and splitting paths, I can uncover the truth


The author of the book, the origin of the crucifix
The creator of the literature and the historical context of the crucifix


The waitress looking for tips and the place where the cook spits
The server seeking gratuity and the unsanitary environment in the kitchen


This is where I was when the bomb dropped
This is my location during a catastrophic event


Hiding from the uninvited onslaught
Taking shelter from the unexpected attack


I've seen people who don't believe in sleep count sheep
I've witnessed insomniacs attempting to fall asleep using unconventional methods


With calculators that double as alarm clocks
Using technology for multiple purposes, even waking up


From Noah's Ark all the way to Rosa Parks
From ancient biblical times to the civil rights movement


To black folk pushing white agendas inside of an office with flow charts
Black individuals supporting policies that aren't in their community's best interest


Technology ain't shit, we feed off the fruit
Technology is insignificant, we rely on its benefits


When I stuff leaves of absence in my briefcase, follow suit
When I prioritize taking breaks, others should do the same


Spill the liquid from your double fisted escapade
Reveal the consequences of your reckless actions


Kill kids with the drunken misfits in your Escalade
Endanger children by associating with irresponsible individuals in your luxury vehicle


It's gruel for the food fight and foreign aid
It's a source of conflict and assistance for overseas nations


Bream ‘em down and build ‘em back up with what you throw away
Tear them down and rebuild them using discarded items


Administering band aids on amputated limbs
Providing ineffective solutions to irreversible problems


Kissing ‘em with air raids, and your lips gave ‘em infections
Feigning concern while causing more harm


Too many closed doors led to back drafts
Limiting opportunities resulted in negative consequences


Now the spring edition of fashion catalogs feature gas masks
Fashion trends include protective gear due to the current environment


How becoming on these lanky models
The gas masks strangely suit these slim models


They can't look truth in the mirror without a pair of safety goggles
They can't face reality without protection


Hold the bobble head, insert the feeding tube
Substitute the mindless entertainment with sustenance


Even if they stop breathing, make sure they keep eating food
Even if they aren't living fully, ensure they are consuming materialistic things


Do the Schiavo
Emulate the Terri Schiavo case


Mouth opened wide like a perverse psycho circus side show
Their open mouths resemble a disturbing circus attraction


Forgive me not, my patterns stay impartial to apologies
I am unrelenting and unsympathetic towards apologies


Despite a polite side of mine that says, 'I'm so sorry'
Even though there is a part of me that wants to apologize


Adding flame infinitum for your eternal fuel tank
Continuously adding fuel to your everlasting fire


My higher power doesn't need to be thanked
The divine force I believe in doesn't require gratitude


Thanks anyway, that's from him to me to you
Thank you regardless, the gratitude is passed on


I don't mind being the middle man, someday I might need one, too
I don't have a problem being intermediary, as I may require assistance in the future


I'm at the fire
I am present at the intense situation


Where are you?
Where are you located in relation to the fire?


I've seen it all, upside down, in-between, inside out
I've experienced everything from unconventional perspectives


It's neither here nor there, hoof prints in the sand
The situation is ambiguous and unclear, like hoof prints in the sand


I've fallen head first into the pit of my stomach
I've been consumed by a deep sense of unease


Taught to trust my gut, got no trust in the gutless
I've learned to rely on my instincts, but I have no faith in those who lack conviction


Save some hope for the hopeless, but I won't show it
Retain optimism for those without hope, but I won't display it openly


Shoot my load in an opus, now it's an open casket
Pour my emotions into a masterpiece, but now it's exposed for criticism


Going to Hades in a hand basket
Heading towards disaster rapidly


Holding onto a dream, but lately we can't grasp it
Clutching onto an aspiration, but struggling to achieve it lately


There's been too much murder and not enough martyr
There have been numerous killings but not enough individuals sacrificing themselves for a cause


Why is it no one else wants to impress Jodie Foster?
Why doesn't anyone else aspire to make a lasting impact like Jodie Foster?


You can't have revolution without evolution, huh?
You can't achieve significant change without growth and development, right?


You can't have evolution without velution, huh?
You can't have progress without continuous improvement, right?


You can't have velution without elution, huh?
You can't have improvement without purification, right?


You can't have elution without lution, huh?
You can't have purification without a process, right?


You can't have lution without ution, huh?
You can't have a process without taking action, right?


You can't have ution without tion, huh?
You can't have action without a specific purpose, right?


You can't have tion without ion, huh?
You can't have purpose without creating impact, right?


You can't have ion without on, huh?
You can't have impact without a significant influence, right?


You can't have on without n, huh?
You can't have influence without having an impact on others, right?


Seriously I know that you pray when the chips are down
Seriously, I am aware that you only seek divine intervention during tough times


But act different when there are atheists around
But you change your behavior around non-believers


Have suspicions that make you think you'll drown
Having doubts that lead you to fear being overwhelmed


All alone in the middle of a crowd
Feeling isolated despite being surrounded by people


I'd be a liar if I said I never had to beg
I would be dishonest if I claimed to have never pleaded or begged


Doubled over with my knees bent touching my head
Bending forward, touching my knees to my head in desperation


Stuck in a bed, dealing with all of these evil visions
Trapped in a state of vivid and disturbing thoughts


Running from the dead in a fetal position
Fleeing from danger while curled up in a fetal position


Needing assistance from a nurse
Requiring help from a medical professional


She said, 'Tell me where it hurts'
She asked me to indicate the source of my pain


These words are gonna make my belly burst
These words are going to cause extreme emotional distress


So I mentally revert to all the enemies I've cursed
I mentally recall and dwell on all the individuals I've cursed


Running through my memories in reverse
Rapidly recollecting my memories backwards


I said bring that beat back, man, bring that beat back
I requested the return of the previous musical rhythm


A flash ain't enough time for me to recap
A brief moment isn't sufficient for me to summarize


I'm a bastard sometimes, don't think I don't see that
Occasionally, I act in an unpleasant manner, don't underestimate my self-awareness


Laughing at the dumb, blind, the deaf to the knee slaps
Mocking those who lack awareness and comprehension


Cracking punch lines for the sake of some green stacks
Delivering humorous remarks solely for financial gain


Passion for the rhyme can be cheapened by feedback
Feedback can diminish the genuine love for poetry and rhyming


I shut my eyes and proceed to go dream catch
I close my eyes and embark on a dream-catching journey


But a troubled mind can't seem to fall asleep fast
However, a disturbed mind struggles to quickly fall asleep


I cut my ties like the way that a fiend acts
I sever connections like an addict desperate for their fix


Go into overdrive and get caught in a speed trap
Pushing myself excessively and encountering unexpected obstacles




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: RYAN BOWERSOCK, SAGE FRANCIS, RYAN ROBERT BOWERSOCK

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Comments from YouTube:

DiLL590

Thank you for sharing this masterpiece and the accompanying lyrics!

matt dinsmore

Three things, Mike: 1) For no reason? Are you sure you've heard the song? Try again, but this time take note of exactly when the image changes to the guy with the gun. 2) Again--the other versions posted were incomplete, so I posted this complete version. 3) The face-palm you inspire is the same one that inspired the creation of the most excellent Comment Blocker app for Chrome, for which the link can now be found in the video's description.

Equal Charlie

So, a few of years ago...

Sage made a remix of this song while walking through the Occupy Boston movement, the same one that took over many parts of the world for a month or so. What do I have to do to find that version of this song again? The video has long since been made private, if not removed altogether.

Any help is appreciated.

Bornyesterday

Wow, this has a different meaning in 2021: "Free vacations at the walk in clinic. If you're lucky, you just be a guinea pig." Call me a cynic. I find it interesting where certain epidemics spread. More specifically, where they don't. And who isn't infected."
Take a bow Mr Francis.

Brendan Lucero

Right? i remember listening to this back in 2007 when i was around 17 hears old. shit was fire back then. But these lyrics haven't aged a day. Especially relevant for todays times

Adam Andrews

I'm at the fire, where are you?

Burak Fatih Kılıç

no.1 <3

Efe

Yasiyon mu dayi

Eric Killian

Great

Butimar

Gözümü boyamışlar hepsi makyaj

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