Impression is to last
Impression is the past
Color your path
Move us hack by hack
There are echoes lost in the valley
There are echoes out to sea
As they undulate
Some divergent, some concise
But wherever they might be
They won't abide
So I follow 'til the timbers start ringing
Out, out, out, out, out
There are echoes lost in the valley
There are echoes out to sea
As they undulate
Some divergent, some concise
But wherever they might be
They won't abide
So I follow 'til the timbers start ringing