Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Echo, artist - The Midnight Ghost Train. Album song Cypress Ave, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 27.07.2017
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: English
The Echo |
| Come with me, a broken man |
| And let me look inside your head |
| You got the will to bury me |
| While all the others try to breathe |
| Everyone has known |
| That the silhouette has grown |
| Over the earth that shades |
| Set 'em free |
| Oh, I’m starting to swell |
| But the bitter taste inside of hell |
| Is the echo of myself |
| Out in the land of the blackened veil |
| There lived a man on top of the hill |
| He’s always dressed in white |
| Weeping sores from a porous hide |
| And through his tears the windows bend |
| (?) pattern of a quilted hem |
| Shaking glitzes of a song that plays |
| Set 'em free |
| Oh, I’m starting to swell |
| But the bitter taste inside of hell |
| Is the echo of myself |
| In the valley where the sky is gray |
| There lays a man in a shallow grave |
| He spoke to god with a pleading tone |
| Throughout the years that spent alone |
| Molding colors to a blinding haze |
| Arresting features from a drunken rage |
| Washing the blood from his calloused hands |
| Set 'em free |
| Oh, I’m starting to swell |
| But the bitter taste inside of hell |
| Oh, I’m starting to swell |
| But the bitter taste inside of hell |
| Is the echo of myself |