Monday
Apr042011

A Kind of Echo

You cannot tell when they're lying.
But can tell when they’re telling the truth.
So many people are dying,
dying to be told what to choose.
There's a sound we make when our heart's break.
A kind of echo in your soul.
A kind of echo in your soul.
Don't consider what has passed.
Don't be afraid to live what you say.
I'm still searching for sparrows.
Still searching for answers beyond refute,
still searching…oh…
There's a sound we make when our heart's break.
A kind of echo in your soul.
A kind of echo in your soul.

You cannot tell when they're lying.But can tell when they’re telling the truth.So many people are dying,dying to be told what to choose.
There's a sound we make when our heart's break.A kind of echo in your soul.A kind of echo in your soul.
Don't consider what has passed.Don't be afraid to live what you say.I'm still searching for sparrows.Still searching for answers beyond refute,still searching…oh…
There's a sound we make when our heart's break.A kind of echo in your soul.A kind of echo in your soul.

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