Lyrics

Echoes

That was really close
You could have been found out
Your ambition when you spoke
Came through a bit too loud

Now you run for the door
Past the gin and market talk
You forgot that less is more
Just rephrase repeat and move on

The goal you know
Is to add to the echoes
Between the words and the wall

I was wrong
I said too much
I don?t know who I thought I was
I?m you again
It?s really me
I want back into the simile
And all the echoes

Today a different crowd
You?ve got your Sunday language down
Oh she loves a humble heart
You always pray when she?s around

Follow along!
Fit a crowd!
Fit a mold!
All Alone