Nesey Gallons Old Echo
Through the woods
And the weddings
Through the waterparks
Past the house where you turned eleven
Through the falling snow
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Through the books
And in October
Through the howling winds
If you recall
The church was there before it burned to the ground
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?
Tell me
Is old echo mine?