Echoes

Another day goes by, one closer to the tomb
What have I done for me? What have I done for you?
Am I part of this disease or will I have solutions to
Change what I can control? It’s the least that I can do
Now we walk these city streets like the millions have before
Where the haunting echoes cry forevermore
And the lighting still remains, illuminating my way home
Still, I’m counting down the days until it fades
Can we learn from our wretched past and the bloodshed all undue
Which soaked our fertile soil that brings us life anew?
Because I believe to each their own and to not cause harm to you
But somehow that golden rule became tarnished by a few