Echoes - Flyte

The curtain blocks the sunshine

As you argue with yourself

Your only frames of reference

Are the books upon your shelf

You’ve always been a genius

The world just doesn’t know it yet

But as soon as you’re dead and gone

They’ll be hearing your echo

The scene where Donald Sutherland

Got hot between the sheets

Had really got her going

So you turned away to sleep

And the longer you’re together

Seems the less you get along

But no one remembers love

They remember the echoes

And the crowd it stretches out

As far as you and I can see

As the band, they start to play

For that one moment, we feel free

But nobody hears the song

All they hear are the echoes