Echoes

You can't reach out
Your world weighs down
You toll, they ran
Reverse, the day goes by

You fight to hide
Your world withdraws
You toll, we pass
Reverse, the day goes by

Folding back, you stand to try
Falling from the night
So your light is bright now
Fortunes are too slight

Folding back, you stand to try
Falling from the night
So your light is bright now
Fortunes are too slight



Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Weatherly Greene
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