All Life is an Echo

Lyrics: Copyright 1979 Clif Flynt

All life is an echo

Man is a creature of dreams

A pale little echo of what we desire

Always seeking his dreams in the night

Living our lives for our dreamings

Yet, somehow in the darkness it seems

For our dreams, and the songs they inspire

He sees more than in the light.

Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song in the morning
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of your dreams
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of a life that's a-borning,
Sing to me of the sadness, sing to me gladness
Sing to me laughter and tears.

All we do is as nothing,
Man never sees what is real
Our works will all fade when we've died.
He sees only reflections of dreams.
Yet the dreams, the ideals that we've worked for
Yet, within them he finds his ideals
Can't be seen nor tasted nor touched, but they survive.
And from them builds a new dream.

Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song in the morning
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of your dreams
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of a life that's a-borning,
Sing to me of the sadness, sing to me gladness
Sing to me laughter and tears.

Sing me a song of two lovers,
Loves' the strongest dream man ever found
Now, sing of two lovers still alive,
For the echoes of love grow more strong
All are dead and forgotten
For in loving a love will rebound
Yet, here in their song, their loves' still alive
Til it fills all with its song

Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song in the morning
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of your dreams
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of a life that's a-borning,
Sing to me of the sadness, sing to me gladness
Sing to me laughter and tears.
Think back on all this worlds battles
Dreams of victory, honor and fame
Remember the soldiers who have died
These are dreams that lead man into war
All are dead and forgotten,
For man fights not for a king,
But the songs they sang as they fought still survive.
It's his dreams he's fighting for.

Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song in the morning
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of your dreams
Sing me, OH, sing me, OH sing me a song of a life that's a-borning,
Sing to me of the sadness, sing to me gladness
Sing to me laughter and tears.

All life is an echo

A pale little echo of what we desire

Living our lives for our dreamings

For our dreams, and the songs they inspire