| I hear echoes of past voices
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| Of a time that’s over now
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| It distorts to hollow noises
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| And it slowly fades away
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| I hear echoes of our dreams
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| Where the other had a place
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| I disappeared in distant schemes
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| In this dawning day
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| I will not waste a tear for you
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| For all the pain, you put me through
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| But I hear Echoes of the past
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| When they stop I’m free at last
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| Echoes that do guide me well
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| Through my walks on lonely streets
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| Streets that lead the way to hell
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| That I now roam alone
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| Echoes that do follow me
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| Everywhere I go
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| That reflect in all I see
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| One day they’ll be gone
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| I will not waste a tear for you
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| For all the pain, you put me through
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| But I hear Echoes of the past
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| When they stop I’m free at last
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| I will not waste a tear for you
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| For all the pain, you put me through
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| But I hear Echoes of the past
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| When they stop I’m free at last (2x) |