[Verse] Who are we when the mirror remains silent, When reflection is obscured by layers of doubt? In moments when no one else is looking, Do our names still hold meaning, or do they fade away into the void? [Prechorus] Can you see me beneath the layers of dust—The accumulated fears, the forgotten selves? Amidst the chaos of memories and expectations, Is there a core that remains truly mine? [Chorus] Or am I already dissolving into echoes, Fading into the voices that surround me? I am nothing but a whisper of those who came before, An echo of their hopes, their fears, their unspoken truths. You are an echo—resonating, repeating, mirroring. We are echoes—fragmented reflections of a deeper self. [Verse 2] A faint whisper in the subconscious, A shadow that flickers just beyond reach—A delicate silhouette of who I once was, Lost in the relentless spin of an ever-changing world. The world keeps turning, relentless and indifferent, While I search for the place where I truly belong—But where am I in all this motion? Amidst the noise, who is the voice that I hear? [Prechorus] Can you hear me in the silence before I vanish, Before the self dissolves into the collective hum? Is there a moment of clarity before I disappear, Or is my existence an endless echo chasing itself? [Chorus] Or am I already dissolving into echoes, Fading into the voices that surround me? I am nothing but a whisper of those who came before, An echo of their hopes, their fears, their unspoken truths. You are an echo—resonating, repeating, mirroring. We are echoes—fragmented reflections of a deeper self.
