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Don't even think about reachin' me, I won't be home
Don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all
I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you...
Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in me head...ooh, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apart
I did...oh, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you...
Hey...I did, what I had to do...oh, and if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no
And if, there's something you'd like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh...
Don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all
I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you...
Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in me head...ooh, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apart
I did...oh, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you...
Hey...I did, what I had to do...oh, and if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no
And if, there's something you'd like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh...
Lyrics submitted by flinkaflenkaflrsk
Track duration: 03:53
"Footsteps" as written by Stone C. Gossard, Eddie Jerome Vedder
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Don't even think about reachin' me, I won't be home (because he's dead)
Don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all
I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you... (He killed himself because of her - in his mind)
Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in me head...ooh, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms (Slit wrists, and/or track marks from drugs)
One for each day, since I fell apart (Cutting himself)
I did...oh, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you (see above)
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh... (Metaphor for remembering her visits to him in the past)
Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you... (He was looking at pics of her as he lay dying)
Hey...I did, what I had to do...oh, and if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no (Acknowledgement that he is using her as an "excuse" for his deep rooted depression, and that this was inevitable)
And if, there's something you'd like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you (Again, acknowledging that he is "blaming" her for his sad state of mind)
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh...
This song is so great. So is the Temple of the Dog song, but since I listened to Footsteps for so long before discovering Temple of the Dog, whenever the Temple song is on, I always start singing along "Don't even think about reachi... shit."
Once I started thinking about it, I changed my mind about suicide. She cheated on him, and the pain fueled his existing addiction and he allowed it to spin out of control, all the time blaming her for it. Addiction is a funny thing, because you can be fully aware that what you are doing is wrong, but you tell reason to shut up and take a hike.
Footsteps in the hall, it was you
The impact his mother made on him, and how she destroyed his life. And him remembering her and not being able to escape her and what she did while on death row.
First, you have the immediate footsteps, that of the jailers coming to take the man to his death.
But you also have him referring to the memory of his mother's footsteps in the hall, walking towards his room, long ago. Sometimes, if something bad happens, you don't just remember that experience; you remember the sequence of events that lead up to it, with the enormous ramifications each of those little events can end up having. And I think the sound of those footsteps might be the kind of thing, the kind of little meaningless detail, that for whatever weird reason someone in that position might remember. In fact, those footsteps, just before the terrible thing happened (in Alive), are really the last memory the guy might have of his mother, unsullied, as she was when he was young, compared to the perversion that was about to happen. Right before she entered his room was the last time things were as they should be.
So in a way, there's a commonality there, between these two sets of footsteps. Both of them are a harbinger. The jailer's footsteps, in the present, are bringing physical death. But his mother's footsteps, from the past, brought a different kind of death - a kind of mental or emotional death.
to me.. it is just what one of my best mates was thinking before he killed himself after months of fighting with his girlfriend..
love you mate