Lyrics Echoes Of An Empty Street - Frank Hermans

Two boys with worn faces, hands wrapped in the cold
Tugging on strings that lead to nowhere, their stories untold
In the distance, the fog hugs the quiet of the town
Here they go, unbroken, though life keeps them down

Two boys on a journey, through dust and despair
But together they walk, like they haven't a care

Oh, the echoes of an empty street
Where innocence and sorrow meet
Through the dust and the grime, they carry the light
Two souls in the darkness, ready to fight

They imagine their daymares, like kites with no wings
The wind sings and blows away forgotten things
The world may be broken, but they press on with grace
In the cracks of the pavement, they try to survive, find their place

The road stretches onward, but they never feel lost
For their dreams pull them forward, no matter the cost

Oh, the echoes of an empty street
Where innocence and sorrow meet
Through the dust and the grime, they carry the light
Two souls in the darkness, ready to fight

Through the filth and the silence, with hope in their eyes
They chase the skies, while no one ever replies
In the breaches of the city, they try to find their own way
Two boys and their shadows, in the downtown's decay

No words between them, just the hum of a breeze
And the sound of their footsteps, like whispers through trees

As the sun sets slowly, they carry on through the gray
With nothing but each other, and the weight of the day

Oh, the echoes of an empty street
Where innocence and sorrow meet
In the mirrors of silence, they'll write their own song
Two boys in the struggle, but together they're strong