Please - hear my voice, your good old
Friend - is talking in to
You - let it ring inside of
You - let words echoe in
and Through.

Please - hear this prayer of a
Child - you once were, don’t let the
Tide - of this moment sweep
Aside - and the water'll flow out
and Through.

It’s not time to start over;
The bridge's almost done.
Can't you see where you come from,
That good ol' sun rising on the shore?

Please - the other side isn’t
Far - nothing else's ever
Achieved - carry yourself a little
Further - let your legs walk across
and Through.

Love is a whisper
Echoing in the chasm
Of every heartbreak
And every emptiness

Love is a whisper
Spoken softly to the soul
Echoing in the vastness
Of every need.

Love is a whisper
Heard clearly, echoing
Reverberating, clarion call
That cannot be unheard.

I heard you calling my name,
your voice crawling along
the forest floor like a
desperate echo from the
past.

T. Enocho