Box of Echoes

Walking these streets I don't know who I am Another life, I'm another man I walk to the Good Mother and I breathe the city in The seagulls are gliding, sometimes they laugh The laundry is dancing, each day I pass This guy looping a mantra for counterfeit cigarettes I traded everything to be here I left everyone I held so dear My body a box of echoes With a broken song Walking these streets I don't know who I'll be I saved my skin, but I don't feel so free My shadow leaping a few steps ahead of me A million others across the same blue sea I traded everything to be here I left everyone I held so dear My body a box of echoes With a broken song I left everyone I held so dear Here to the shore with the water so clear My body a box of echoes My body a box of echoes My body a skin of imprints My body a burning sunset My body a haunted number A dream I can't recover Maybe they too carried this song A thousand sunsets to which they belonged Their body a box of echoes Their body a box of echoes with a broken song