Echoes

Dreams scatter like leaves in a windless haze
People fade
Their faces blur in the maze
Cities crumble but their whispers stay
I hear them in the quiet
Where shadows play


We are the echo
The echo
The sound that never dies
A memory that lingers in the boundless skies
What was lost is not gone
It lives where we go
We are the echo
The echo
The soul's afterglow


Hands I held
Now just ghosts of touch
Words they spoke
I miss them so much
But in my chest
Their voices hum low
A quiet song only the heart can know


What I thought was silence
Was a symphony instead
The past is a rhythm
The future's thread


We are the echo
The echo
The sound that never dies
A memory that lingers in the boundless skies
What was lost is not gone
It lives where we go
We are the echo
The echo
The soul's afterglow


Every step I take
I hear the past align
The steps before mine
The steps behind
Time bends
It folds
It sings in rounds
An infinite ripple of sacred sounds