You know, I've thought a lot about why you're dead and I'm not.

It seems to me that when we're happy time should freeze,

But it walks right by us like a stranger in the street.

Unflinching and indifferent.

And I won't let your worst moment define your memory in my mind.

I regret it robbed you of so many better times,

But I can choose to believe that you exist inside a smile.

An echo.

Okay, yeah I get it. We all have to slip away,

But all our lives ripple in the minds of those who stay,

And you're in mine. Time goes on but I can't let you fade.

My echo.