We Echo Fell in love with a skilled musician who plucked my heartstrings Played me like an old love song, the kind everyone stops to hum along We were a lilting melody Led by the pulse of his heart and the tug of my hand Played it by ear, no music on the stand And if I step back into that same coffee shop our high school auditorium the puddle-ridden alleyway I swear the echo has stayed
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