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Hold it steady, don’t let go,
The silence trembles, starts to glow.
A single tone becomes my prayer,
Floating like an echo in the air.
Ooo—oooh...
Ooo—oooh...
No beat, no time, just me up there,
Suspended as an echo in the air.
Every breath, a fragile flame,
No rhythm here, no need for names.
The note becomes the only sound,
A circle where my soul is found.
No music, no chords, no strings...
Just a voice that hums and clings.
To the walls, to the void, to despair...
I am the echo in the air.
Ooo—oooh...
Ooo—oooh...
Let it fade, dissolve, repair...
An echo—still—hangs in the air.
