In the quiet of the fading night, Echoes linger, soft yet bright. Memories carved in time’s embrace, Forever etched, they leave no trace. Whispers in the air, they call my name, A timeless rhythm, a burning flame. Through the shadows, a guiding light, Eternal echoes take their flight. Timeless waves, they crash and flow, Through the years, they softly glow. Even when the world’s gone still, Your echo lives, it always will. Underneath the silver moon, A melody, a ghostly tune. Fingers trace the threads of time, Binding hearts in their prime. Whispers in the air, they call my name, A timeless rhythm, a burning flame. Through the shadows, a guiding light, Eternal echoes take their flight. Timeless waves, they crash and flow, Through the years, they softly glow. Even when the world’s gone still, Your echo lives, it always will. Through the void where silence grows, A spark remains, it always knows. In every heart, a story’s told, A lasting echo, pure and bold. Timeless waves, they crash and flow, Through the years, they softly glow. Even when the world’s gone still, Your echo lives, it always will. Eternal echoes fade, yet stay, Guiding souls, lighting the way.