It's a long fade, down to blank tape
I've never been too good at goodbyes
There's no ending, just extending
Past infinity, the band is playing on

The party never stops
The coda never drops
The dream it never sees the light of day

A sound repeating, is slowly fleeting
It's feeding back forever in a loop 
But every mirror, becomes less clearer
A fuzzy haze descends upon the room
	
The blemishes compound
And chip away the sound
Until the hands of entropy take hold

    I won't let go, of your echo
    I won't let you fade to nothing
    I won't let go, of your echo, dear

    [Chorus x ∞]