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 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
Video made by Balan Evans, audio recorded by Hugh Fielding.
Music video by Flyte performing Echoes. (C) 2017 Island Records, a division of Universal Music Operations Limited