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Echoes of Us by James

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Echoes of Us by James - Classic Rock / Pop Hybrid Duet music cover art

Echoes of Us

Classic Rock / Pop Hybrid Duet

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I found your jacket on the floor again, Sleeves rolled up like promises we couldn′t keep,
Coffee cold waiting for the morning to make sense, The clock′s hands wander through a silent stream.
Your keys are lost beneath the couch′s side, Words we left unsaid like rain that never fell,
Every missed call like a shadow passing by, Room feels wider but it′s a private hell.
We trace the lines where meaning slips away, Falling through the cracks but we still stay,
Caught between the silence and the sound, The path back has lost its old ground.
Hold on, the light bends through our scars, We′re sparks in a sky made of fractured stars.
Two halves turn and find and where they become, In the noise of the night, we′re echoes of us.
Saw you laughing with a stranger on the street, But your eyes drew the map back to me again,
Fingers brush against the coolness of retreat, I keep wrestling ghosts that don′t explain.
Words like a river, quiet but deep, I reach for something solid in the fading glow,
Caught in the tidal pull, secrets we keep, Looking for footprints on paths we used to know.
Unfolding moments stretch too thin, Every second the silence digs in,
Heartbeats sink in this tangled space, Searching for the trace of a familiar face.
Hold on, the light bends through our scars, We′re sparks in a sky made of fractured stars.
Two halves turn and find and where they become, In the noise of the night, we′re echoes of us.
Falling back to separate rooms, Windows crack to let the thunder through,
But in the hush of rain soaked streets, Our shadows fold where daylight meets.
Hold on, the light bends through our scars, We′re sparks in a sky made of fractured stars.
Two halves turn and find and where they become, In the noise of the night, we′re echoes of us.
In the silence that lingers long, After the sound we hold the pieces,
Where everything is found.