[hyper-modern production with clear vocals, no autotune, Dolby Atmos mix, high-fidelity, high-definition audio and wide stereo] [Verse 1] I found a picture in a drawer A face I don’t wear anymore Eyes too wide, smile too bright He never saw the warning signs I traced his name with shaking hands The kid I tried to understand He used to dream in color skies Before the silence stole his light [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes I hear him in the dark Whispers curling through my scars [Chorus] Echoes of me In empty halls and fractured sleep He’s laughing in a memory But it’s too far out to reach He’s calling through a time I lost But I can’t follow where he walks Still, I feel him in the seams Faded threads and quiet dreams Echoes… echoes of me [Verse 2] He broke before he learned to bend Loved too much and let it end I buried him in broken trust But ghosts don’t ever turn to dust I see him sometimes in the glass Smiling soft, then fading fast Like static from a radio A song I used to almost know [Pre-Chorus] I wear his voice beneath my skin But I don’t know where he begins [Chorus] Echoes of me In locked-up drawers and old CDs He’s singing with a voice so light But mine’s too worn out to fight He dances in a world long gone While I stay here just holding on Still, he lingers in the seams Like a dream that never leaves Echoes… echoes of me [Bridge] (spoken or softly sung) He’s not dead, he’s just… quiet Like a song that ends in silence And maybe one day, he’ll return But some fires don’t unburn [Final Chorus] Echoes of me Soft reminders, incomplete A fading kid in photograph A laugh that doesn’t echo back But I still carry what he gave In the places I pretend I’m brave I may never fully be But there’s still… echoes of me Just echoes… of me
