Lost in the echo...
Fading in shadows, slipping below...
Trying to find a piece of me..
That I used to know.
There's a silence in my mind, where memories reside,
Old reflections of myself, buried deep inside.
I keep searching through the haze,
Hope for the pieces to rearrange,
But every step I take - it feels the same.
I'm lost in the echo, of who I used to be,
Fading in and out, like ghosts I can't see.
Fragments of moments, slipping through my hands,
Trying to find the pieces, where I once could stand.
Lost in the echo, drifting through the night,
Holding onto shadows, reaching for the light.
Faces and voices fade like dust,
Memories linger, covered in rust.
I thought I'd left them... far behind,
But they echo in the back of my mind.
Pulled by the sound of what I used to feel,
Caught in the reverie, blurred and unreal.
In the silence, I'm searching...
Reaching out, I keep yearning....
For something real, something bright,
In the depths, I seek the light!
I'm lost in the echo, of who I used to be,
Fading in and out, like ghosts I can't see.
Fragments of moments, slipping through my hands,
Trying to find the pieces, where I once could stand.
Lost in the echo, drifting through the night,
Holding onto shadows, reaching for the light.
Echoes fade but memories call,
In the darkness, I feel them all.
Lost in the echo, but I'll find my way,
Piece by piece, in the light of the day.
In the echo I drift, but won't be torn,
From shadows I rise, I'll be reborn.