Echoes Video (MV)

I'm tattered from my travels
Been down some winding roads
Guess I'm searching for someone
Who's there to share my load

I've still got ghosts in my machine
I got cracks in my bones
I got echoes in the attic
But I ain't got no home, and this

Mud on my boots tells me where I've been
Hope I won't be going that way again

Sometimes I still hear you sing to me
A melody so sweet
Sometimes I still feel us breaking
All the thunder and heat

Are you even listening
Broadcast on all frequencies
I'm riding short waves to static
From all that you've done to me, and this

Blood on my hands tells me where I've been
Hope I won't be going that way again

Left in the noose to twist in the wind
Down a road full of hate and sin, and you know that
One of us had to die for this thing to end

I'm tattered from my travels
Been down some winding roads
That's the thing about dyin'
You don't never grow old, and this

Ache in my soul tells me where I've been
Hope I won't be going that way again
That way again
No, not that way again