Bryan Echo

Mountains and Oceans

Mountains and complaints
Oceans and hopes
The past is gone
Because that's how it goes
Today I believed,
and wasn't let down
The light in the tunnel
is more than a sound

I can run
I can hide
I can do more
than simply survive
Moving from High to Low
means moving water on stone
Smoothing out the corners
making moods less jagged
A prince become a pauper
asking less but still demanding

I love this life
The possibilities!
The strands of gold fibers
Each chance fills a need

The words stack up
The days grow long
A sweet Summer's Day
grows to a Winter's Song
Maybe a playful lament
full of hopeful sorrow
This dance tonight
with no worries of Tomorrow.

Second Sun

A lyrics for a song I finished writing tonight...

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I like to hide my true colors
I like to stay in the shadows
I secretly love the spotlight
But I'm afraid to be watched
Its only when I really let go of these timid feelings
That I find my voice and really start to shine

Because I am the Second Sun
I can see what I've done
With a light that brightens the night
I'm a spark that catches fire

I like to look outside of myself
Although I know what I'll find
There's nothing missing that I need
I've made this life and made it mine
Its time I let the world see all the passion and energy
Time to enjoy the darkness as much as I enjoy the light

And its warm enough now, I won't get cold
Its a large expanding star, gone supernova
I'd like to hold on and not forget
The second sun never has to set

Because I am the second sun
I can see what I've done
with a light that brightens the night
I'm a spark that catches fire

Because I'm a road that leads the blind
I can't help but smile at what I am inside...

Roses from Bryan

I'm feeling a million miles away
Even though I can still hear her voice
I can't say enough about how I feel
But it just makes sense to send her roses.

Because they'll get there before I get back
And brighten her day like I can't
I still feel very far away from her
But I think she understands
I never want to leave her side
I want to be together
I want to do more than send her flowers
And if these roses could talk then they'd tell her