Tear up your banners
And your paper crowns
You chose a party
Of jesters and clowns
And shut out the king
And spit on the ground
Where he once stood among you
Now you just hear the sound
Of
Echoes and echoes
Of manmade song
And the clanging of symbols
And rambling tongues
Echoes
Echoes
Echoes
Cast of obsession
With all earthly prize
Trade pomp for sackcloth
Be repulsed by the lies
Of
Echoes and echoes
Of manmade song
And the clanging of symbols
And rambling tongues
Echoes
Echoes
Echoes
Weep like you used to
Be compelled to heed to
Echoes and echoes of beautiful songs
Echoes and echoes of heavenly tongues
Echoes and echoes and echoes
Of your first love
Echoes and echoes and echoes
Of your first love