What's gone is gone, and gone goes on It stays the same and remains so strong It always falls but it never breaks Like I'm running in a never-ending maze I go beyond my thoughts Did you ever get lost These echoes in your attic Are calling me back These echoes in your attic Are making me crack When you need the push But you feel the push You start to rush and break your rule Hang on tight and grab your seat As you watch it crumble beneath your These echoes in your attic Are calling me back These echoes in your attic Are making me crack These echoes in your attic Are calling me back These echoes in your attic Are making me crack