More Than an Echo -

I wish we could’ve been there

I never could shed yesterday’s skin

When the «until next times» turn into «I may never see you agains» we vow to

remember that

It’ll always be more than a sound to us and we’ll hold close every word we said

It’s in the action and the first step you take when you walk off that plank

And you know that it’s over but it’s truly just beginning

It’s that conflicting feeling that strikes when you haven’t slept in days

And you’re left stumbling out of the van half-awake

Knowing an old familiar face will redeem that faith before morning steals us

away

Maybe (maybe) we walk off with dignity

Every fight outweighed by the belief in what this meant

Even if there’s nothing left of you and me here

It was for the kids who lost all faith in this life

And those who beat their heads against the wall

You can take the ideal to the world outside and we’ll kiss these rooms goodbye

As we tip our hats to half-mast flags and moments of silence

And farewell hugs on the steps outside will remind us of what we leave behind

We could still be a movement.

There’s so much more to say

We don’t have to die in Jackson’s shade before the crossing with this marrow of

doubt in our bones

Romanticizing the beliefs we thought we couldn’t hold as we grew older

Old man, can’t you see-

We all ache, we all need, we all mourn, we’re all losing

What is the same of me is the same of you

I’ll hold here