[Verse 1] Maybe it was something said in passing, A quiet truth I caught in fragments. Too young to ask, but it stayed near— A steady voice I still can hear. The years roll on, but not in straight lines, And memory works in its own time. I hear it now when I need it most, From a life that shaped me close. [Pre-Chorus] I don't chase the past or close the door— But I hear it now, more than before. [Chorus] Maybe it's echoes from long ago, From someone I held so close. Not answers, just a steady tone, That meets me when I’m most alone. It’s not much, but it moves me slow— Those long ago echoes. [Verse 2] A word of thanks I never gave, A moment missed I couldn’t save. But somehow it still walks with me, Like roots beneath what no one sees. I don’t need noise to feel it true, Some things speak best when passing through. They show up in the quiet parts— In how I work, in how I start. [Pre-Chorus] It’s not regret, but recognition— A quiet kind of repetition. [Chorus] Maybe it's echoes from long ago, From someone I held so close. Not answers, just a steady tone, That meets me when I’m most alone. It’s not loud, but it helps me grow— Those long ago echoes. [Bridge] Not chasing light, not chasing praise, Just staying true in smaller ways. And when I don’t know where to go, I lean into what I already know. [Final Chorus] Maybe it's echoes from long ago, Still guiding without taking hold. Not pulling back, not pushing through, What stays with me the most Are long ago echoes. [Outro] Yeah… what stays with me the most Are long ago echoes.
