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I hear echoes of past voices
Of a time that's over now
It distorts To hollow noises
And it slowly fades away
Streets that lead the way to hell
That I now roam alone
I hear echoes of our dreams
Where the other had a place
I disappears in distant schemes
In this dawning day
Echoes that do follow me
Everywhere I go
I will not waste a tear for you
For all the pain, you put me through
And I hear Echoes of the past
When they stop I'm free at last
That reflect in all I see
One day they'll be gone
Echoes that do guide me well
Through my walks on lonely streets
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