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A tartalmat a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin biztosítja. Az összes podcast-tartalmat, beleértve az epizódokat, grafikákat és podcast-leírásokat, közvetlenül a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin vagy a podcast platform partnere tölti fel és biztosítja. Ha úgy gondolja, hogy valaki az Ön engedélye nélkül használja fel a szerzői joggal védett művét, kövesse az itt leírt folyamatot https://hu.player.fm/legal.
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Her Echo is All That's Left

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A tartalmat a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin biztosítja. Az összes podcast-tartalmat, beleértve az epizódokat, grafikákat és podcast-leírásokat, közvetlenül a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin vagy a podcast platform partnere tölti fel és biztosítja. Ha úgy gondolja, hogy valaki az Ön engedélye nélkül használja fel a szerzői joggal védett művét, kövesse az itt leírt folyamatot https://hu.player.fm/legal.
Her Echo is All That's Left (written 2024 David W Litwin) Verse 1 We used to laugh in the kitchen light, Bare feet dancin’ on those quiet nights. Her voice sang through these halls, But silence replaced her siren's call. I hear her in the wind sometimes, A whisper caught in a love song rhyme Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left. Verse 2 Coffee’s cold where her cup once sat, Her chair still rocks I’m okay with that. The floor now creaks when I’m alone, Like her shadow calls this place home. Time moves on, while I fight to find, Her memory alive in my mind. Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left. Bridge I could paint this house, burn the past away, But I’d miss her ghost more than I’d say. Sometimes the pain is all I’ve got, ‘Cause what’s worse than love that’s forgot? Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left.
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Manage episode 456398701 series 1159801
A tartalmat a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin biztosítja. Az összes podcast-tartalmat, beleértve az epizódokat, grafikákat és podcast-leírásokat, közvetlenül a David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin vagy a podcast platform partnere tölti fel és biztosítja. Ha úgy gondolja, hogy valaki az Ön engedélye nélkül használja fel a szerzői joggal védett művét, kövesse az itt leírt folyamatot https://hu.player.fm/legal.
Her Echo is All That's Left (written 2024 David W Litwin) Verse 1 We used to laugh in the kitchen light, Bare feet dancin’ on those quiet nights. Her voice sang through these halls, But silence replaced her siren's call. I hear her in the wind sometimes, A whisper caught in a love song rhyme Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left. Verse 2 Coffee’s cold where her cup once sat, Her chair still rocks I’m okay with that. The floor now creaks when I’m alone, Like her shadow calls this place home. Time moves on, while I fight to find, Her memory alive in my mind. Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left. Bridge I could paint this house, burn the past away, But I’d miss her ghost more than I’d say. Sometimes the pain is all I’ve got, ‘Cause what’s worse than love that’s forgot? Chorus Her echo is all that’s left, Like a song that lingers on my breath. Now She’s gone, The ghost in every song. Her words, her touch An empty pillow where she slept Her echo is all that’s left.
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