"Distant Echos" [Verse 1] Old notes ringing in this smoky light, same stools we used to claim Twenty one, Friday night, playing the air guitar refrain, Remember rolling down that backroad lane, just to hear a bad cover band? In my dad's pickup, an aimless drive, a pocketful of crumpled tens, We thought we knew what a great life was, a feeling you can't contain Those nights felt like the perfect chords, hanging long, those were the days [Chorus] Raise the glasses—here's to the drawn-out threads, the tapestry that we've spun Faces are dimmer, but the tales are bright, underneath that setting sun. Distant echoes bouncing off the walls, [pause] our lifetimes in a glance As we look into the rearview mirror, we're enveloped in the dance The current is strong, but the anchor holds, to every stupid grin we had [Verse 2] Them dorm rooms smelled like stale whiskey, and that terrible ramen spice Trying to cram a month of studying in an all-night fight. We were building dreams out of thin air, every plan a thrown dart You dared me to stand up on the table, me and my ego took a fall, Shooting the shit until the sunrise burned, over the parking lot's edge The world was just a blank space then, waiting for a little paint to spill [Chorus] Raise the glasses—here's to the drawn-out threads, the tapestry that we've spun Faces are dimmer, but the tales are bright, underneath that setting sun Distant echoes bouncing off the walls, our lifetimes... in a glance As we look into the rearview mirror, we're enveloped in the dance The current is strong, but the anchor holds, to every stupid grin we had [Bridge] Years they all blend into one, the days they seem to mix together But some moments stick like burrs to a coat, a shield against all weather I brought the laughter, you brought the grit, buddies, we defined It's good to know some things just stayed, where they were left behind [Verse 3] The time I almost dropped your wedding ring, and we fell into the bay Us dressed in suits, covered in mud, laughing at the near ruined day. The whole reception laughing on, your bride looked oh so thrilled We found ourselves nestled in the seaweed, grinning like stupid loons It wasn't just the memory of the ring, but the panic in your eye That moment, messy and entirely true, when everything aligned [Chorus] Raise the glasses—here's to the drawn-out threads, the tapestry that we've spun Faces are dimmer, but the tales are bright, underneath that setting sun Distant echoes bouncing off the walls, our lifetimes... in a glance As we look into the rearview mirror, we're enveloped in the dance The current is strong, but the anchor holds, to every stupid grin we had [Outro] Yeah, every stupid grin we had. Here's to one more round.
