歌词
Verse 1:
In the alleys of the old town where I grew up,
The echoes of the past just won't let up.
Graffiti walls and broken dreams scattered on the floor,
Every corner tells a story we've heard before.
Chorus:
Lost in the echoes of our youth,
Searching for the truth,
In the lies we've been told, and the tales we spin,
Finding out that growing up is a battle you can't win.
Verse 2:
I wear my father's old coat, frayed at the edges,
Walking past the steel mills and the railroad wedges.
With every step, a memory, a ghost from the past,
Whispering secrets of a future that won't last.
Chorus:
Lost in the echoes of our youth,
Wandering without a clue,
Through the promises broken and paths unchosen,
In the din of the voices, our silence is golden.
Bridge:
There’s a diner down the street, lights dimly lit,
Where we used to meet, and talk a bit.
Now it's just me and the waitress, she's seen it all,
Pouring coffee, sharing wisdom, watching empires fall.
Verse 3:
The trains still rumble in the dead of night,
Shaking the bed, stirring old fights.
My dreams are like these trains, loud and full of motion,
But inside, I’m just a drop in an endless ocean.
Chorus:
Lost in the echoes of our youth,
Trying to grasp some kind
Verse 3:
The trains still rumble in the dead of night,
Shaking the bed, stirring old fights.
My dreams are like these trains, loud and full of motion,
But inside, I’m just a drop in an endless ocean.
Chorus:
Lost in the echoes of our youth,
Trying to grasp some kind of truth.
We're all just players on a stage,
With lines forgotten, and wrinkled pages.
Outro:
So here’s to the nights we won't remember,
To the love we lost last September.
In the echoes of our youth, we try to find,
The path less traveled, the treasures left behind.
