ECHO

Lyrics: Sara Menke

impressions is the past,

impressions is to last

colors our path

move us hack by hack

there are echoes lost in the valley,

there are echoes out to sea

as they undulate,

some diverge and some coincide

but where ever they might be they won't abide

so I follow until the timbres are ringing out

out out out

there are echoes lost in the valley,

there are echoes out to sea

as they undulate,

some diverge and some coincide

but where ever they might be they won't abide

so I follow until the timbres are ringing out

out