"Echoes" lyrics
The wind carries whispers
Old and frayed
Through the heathered hills
Where shadows played
A melody lingers
Cold as stone
Echoes of the ancients
Guide me home
The harp hums low
A haunting tune
Under the rise of the blood-red moon
Sing through the stones
To the hills so high
Raise your voice
Let the spirits fly
In the echoes
We stand
In the echoes
We fall
The past is alive; it binds us all
The rivers flow dark
With stories untold
Of battles fought and hearts turned cold
A fiddle cries
Its voice forlorn
For the vows once sworn
Now weathered torn
Uilleann pipes wail
A sorrowed plea
Calling lost souls through the time to me (Come to me)
Through the mist
The banners wave
A call to the lost
To the bold
The brave
Sing through the stones
To the hills so high
Raise your voice
Let the spirits fly
In the echoes
We stand
In the echoes
We fall
The past is alive; it binds us all
Old and frayed
Through the heathered hills
Where shadows played
A melody lingers
Cold as stone
Echoes of the ancients
Guide me home
The harp hums low
A haunting tune
Under the rise of the blood-red moon
Sing through the stones
To the hills so high
Raise your voice
Let the spirits fly
In the echoes
We stand
In the echoes
We fall
The past is alive; it binds us all
The rivers flow dark
With stories untold
Of battles fought and hearts turned cold
A fiddle cries
Its voice forlorn
For the vows once sworn
Now weathered torn
Uilleann pipes wail
A sorrowed plea
Calling lost souls through the time to me (Come to me)
Through the mist
The banners wave
A call to the lost
To the bold
The brave
Sing through the stones
To the hills so high
Raise your voice
Let the spirits fly
In the echoes
We stand
In the echoes
We fall
The past is alive; it binds us all
