Echo Livingston

Oh She was a dreamer
Painting mountains when she
Thinks no one sees her

Drawing stories in the night
They help her make it out alive
But She's hoping that one day she’ll get it right

Cause they won't believe her
When she tells them of the worlds she can see up there

But those broken wings won't fly
Without someone to make it right
So she’s leaving town to fix it all tonight

And she moved to the city just to figure it out
By the lower east side, second street in the morning south
But she's scared, she's scared, she's scared she's still lost

And on the balcony she cries
Who am I If I'm one of a million lights
Trapped in the Manhattan sky
All I hear is my echo echo

He kept the lights dim
Hides his face
So he knows they'll never find him