as i walk these broken streets of rome   i know i've never found a better home   then where we're living now, the shores of pompeii   but there's something wrong, its a mortals song   they said they don't believe, i found him on the tree   outside the cathedral   its not alright anymore,    its not fair to hold a hand, when the taste of sand   and volcano blood is like a quiet world and a heart of mud   and ash   but the sun is still shining, so bright through the fog   isn't that kind of odd?      i can feel a heartbeat from a distance   its barely in my chest   i know i wouldn't have this meaning   if you were like all the rest   its like the sun is a beacon   just lighting my path, as i walk through the dark   yeah, you're an echo, a phrase   my halcyon days   are all thanks to you   you've brigtened my spirits, gave hope to my heart   even in the pitfalls of history   well history tends to repeat itself    just like i'm repeating words      as the gray skies of that tuesday rain down wallstreet men   i know its somehow better than it maybe could have been   as the prices fall, that baby crawls and doesn't miss a thing   he's just a reason for why theres something bright   in all the darkest days   call it history, call it fact   but know even i would travel back   to that single routine second that the shining era died   Gatsby was forgotten, replaced by misery   money new and old was just replaced with shallow dust   as the sun sets over the midwest shrouding us in shadow   of what we meant to be   we're still here, and we still breathe   who gets any reason to just pack up and leave?   i'll be the one to stay, saying the money will return      i can feel a heartbeat from a distance   resonating in my chest   i know i wouldn't have this meaning   if you turned out like the rest   oh the sun seems like a beacon   just a light unto my path, as i walk on through the dark   yeah, you're an echo, a phrase   my halcyon days   are all thanks to you   you'll shine in all the darkest corners   spotlights on the sin of man   when we seem to fight a war just over nothing   i know theres just a reason it began   (it began, it began, it began)      the dust of the city was bound to stay for weeks   but we all stayed at the screens waiting for the president to speak   it was all there was to do, yeah there was nothing new   but thats just news, its just news   as the orders were all issued and the troops were then deployed   it was all that we had left with our morale since destroyed   but nothing is broken when it was never fixed   and it never will be   but aren't we still free despite all the rules?   who do you take us for, some halfhearted fools?   we still have our minds and this freedom of phrase   someday we'll look back and think that these were the days   these were the days, since hell, it could've been worse   that son of a sinner seems like a curse   but heed my words, hell, it could've been worse      i can feel this heartbeat through the distance   echo through my chest   i know i wouldn't think this meaning   if you had been just like the rest   you just made me so happy,   that the shadows are revealed as trees upon the window   nothing is as bad as it may initially seem,    your my echo, a phrase   this halcyon daze    is all thanks to you      looking back on history,    i find speedbumps in our dreams   every cloud has silver lining   and its you who made me see   the light in the darkness   i know this song is serious   but this is seriously love   i know i may sound foolish,    but i'm just a fool for you   i'm just a fool for you   your an echo, my phrase   my halcyon days   a golden haze   over the pitfalls of history   when history repeats itself   just like the words i'm repeating