I see the echoes of early spring

In the moonlit stream and the hollow wind

And every line of a pretty thing

And every sad old song that I sing.

Well here we are again my friends

One day older and we're no wiser

It's like when you get one of those newfangled gadgets

And you just can't find the off button.

I stand at the edge, the world fades behind, A whisper inside says this dream is mine. They tell me to stay, to play it safe, But I hear the call—I won’t hesitate.

Christ lay in Death's strong bands

For our offenses given

But now at God's right hand

He stands and brings us life from Heaven

Therefore let us joyful be

And sing to God right thankfully

Loud songs of Hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Fly high

O love

From me above

Fly high

O dove

My own true love.

They say I'm the best

But they can't figure out

The rest

He hit me up at 3am

Like what the heck

I still went.

Dear you how's the moon tonight

Are the stars still burning bright

Does the silence keep you near

Or is the noise your souvenir.

Shadows creeping over the ground

Rain is falling without a sound

Cold wind whispers through the air

A hollow echo lives everywhere.

The sky splits wide with a glowing scar

Clouds roll heavy like a broken car

The Earth whispers secrets to the tearing night

Thunder roars sharp

A lion ready to fight.

Whispers of a fleeting dream

Dancing through a silver stream

Notes unravel in the night

Chasing echoes out of sight.