As I walk these broken streets of romei know i’ve never found a better homethen where we’re living now, the shores of pompeiibut there’s something wrong, its a mortals songthey said they don’t believe, i found him on the treeoutside the cathedralits not alright anymore,its not fair to hold a hand, when the taste of sandand volcano blood is like a quiet world and a heart ofmudand ashbut the sun is still shining, so bright through thefogisn’t that kind of odd?i can feel a heartbeat from a distanceits barely in my chesti know i wouldn’t have this meaningif you were like all the restits like the sun is a beaconjust lighting my path, as i walk through the darkyeah, you’re an echo, a phrasemy halcyon daysare all thanks to youyou’ve brigtened my spirits, gave hope to my hearteven in the pitfalls of historywell history tends to repeat itselfjust like i’m repeating wordsas the gray skies of that tuesday rain down wallstreetmeni know its somehow better than it maybe could havebeenas the prices fall, that baby crawls and doesn’t missa thinghe’s just a reason for why theres something brightin all the darkest dayscall it history, call it factbut know even i would travel backto that single routine second that the shining eradiedGatsby was forgotten, replaced by miserymoney new and old was just replaced with shallow dustas the sun sets over the midwest shrouding us inshadowof what we meant to bewe’re still here, and we still breathewho gets any reason to just pack up and leave?i’ll be the one to stay, saying the money will returni can feel a heartbeat from a distanceresonating in my chesti know i wouldn’t have this meaningif you turned out like the restoh the sun seems like a beaconjust a light unto my path, as i walk on through thedarkyeah, you’re an echo, a phrasemy halcyon daysare all thanks to youyou’ll shine in all the darkest cornersspotlights on the sin of manwhen we seem to fight a war just over nothingi know theres just a reason it began(it began, it began, it began)the dust of the city was bound to stay for weeksbut we all stayed at the screens waiting for thepresident to speakit was all there was to do, yeah there was nothing newbut thats just news, its just newsas the orders were all issued and the troops were thendeployedit was all that we had left with our morale sincedestroyedbut nothing is broken when it was never fixedand it never will bebut aren’t we still free despite all the rules?who do you take us for, some halfhearted fools?we still have our minds and this freedom of phrasesomeday we’ll look back and think that these were thedaysthese were the days, since hell, it could’ve beenworsethat son of a sinner seems like a cursebut heed my words, hell, it could’ve been worsei can feel this heartbeat through the distanceecho through my chesti know i wouldn’t think this meaningif you had been just like the restyou just made me so happy,that the shadows are revealed as trees upon the windownothing is as bad as it may initially seem,your my echo, a phrasethis halcyon dazeis all thanks to youlooking back on history,i find speedbumps in our dreamsevery cloud has silver liningand its you who made me seethe light in the darknessi know this song is seriousbut this is seriously lovei know i may sound foolish,but i’m just a fool for youi’m just a fool for youyour an echo, my phrasemy halcyon daysa golden hazeover the pitfalls of historywhen history repeats itselfjust like the words i’m repeating.