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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In the quiet of the evening’s hush,
I hear a whisper, soft as a brush.
Stories told through the halls of time,
Echoes of a love once so divine.
[Chorus]
Echoes of the past, calling me back home,
Voices in the night, guiding when I roam.
Memories like shadows, gentle and vast,
Holding on tight to echoes of the past.
[Verse 2]
Old records playing in a dusty room,
Melodies weaving through the silent gloom.
Every note a thread that ties me close,
To the ones I’ve loved, the ones I miss most.
[Chorus]
Echoes of the past, calling me back home,
Voices in the night, guiding when I roam.
Memories like shadows, gentle and vast,
Holding on tight to echoes of the past.
[Bridge – Jazz Instrumental Solo]
Saxophone cries, piano sighs,
Telling stories without disguise.
A soulful journey through time’s embrace,
Finding comfort in a sacred place.
[Final Chorus]
Echoes of the past, calling me back home,
Voices in the night, guiding when I roam.
Memories like shadows, gentle and vast,
Holding on tight to echoes of the past.
[Outro – Fading Piano and Soft Horn]
Echoes… echoes… echoes of the past…
Details
GeneratedSep 24, 2025
Duration3:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow, moody jazz with soulful storytelling lyrics.
Credits
Prompt byMisterV
ModelAria v4
