Thirty Years Of Echoes - Alternative Lyrics

(c) all lyrics by Faith L.C. I grew up in the cracks between the silence and the strain, trying to hold my balance in a world that felt insane. Every day felt like a promise that I couldn’t seem to keep — until a voice cut through the static, pulled me from the deep. And suddenly I wasn’t drowning in the things I couldn’t say — someone else was bleeding out the same damn pain my way. And every time I folded, I found a place to land — those broken lines reminded me I still could take a stand. Here’s to all the wounded words that held me on the wire, the echo in the chaos, the spark beneath the fire. Thirty years and counting — I’m still standing tall, ’cause something in those broken truths never let me fall. I walked through nights that felt like the world was closing in, hoping for a reason to feel my pulse again. And when the weight got heavy, I turned the volume high — that raw familiar anger was the only thing that tried. Some songs don’t just play — they burn into your bones, give a little comfort when you’re fighting on your own. Didn’t matter where I stumbled, or how far I slid — those lines kept stitching up the parts I never did. Here’s to all the wounded words that held me on the wire, the echo in the chaos, the spark beneath the fire. Thirty years and counting — I’m still breathing now, ’cause something in those broken truths never let me bow. Maybe we don’t choose the ghosts that stay behind — maybe they choose us to keep us aligned. And maybe all those voices saved me more than I knew — ’cause every time I broke apart, they dragged me pulling through. Here’s to all the haunted lines that kept me from the end, the fire when I needed something close to friend. Thirty years of echoes — and I can finally say: I’m still here because that sound never walked away. I owe a part of who I am to what pulled me from below — thirty years of echoes… and I’m still learning where they go.