Echoes

As he raises his hand, you begin to understand That no love is worth the hate that you feel You can’t reach out Your world weighs down You toll, they ran Reverse, the day goes by You fight to hide Your world withdraws You toll, we pass Reverse, the day goes by Folding back, you stand to try Falling from the night So your light is bright now Fortunes are too slight Folding back, you stand to try Falling from the night So your light is bright now Fortunes are too slight