ECHOES (© John MacLean 2016) When the time is right In weeks mabe years Come up to this room There may be answers here All those cards you sent me Are tacked up on the wall Don’t you know I saved them Almost most every one… Among these books topped with dust Deep in the stack Waits for you a special one You won’t need to ask… Take a seat, look around Reach out, take in hand Pieces that might help you Better understand… When one you love leaves you bitter and in pain And you never took the chance to make them explain No one beside you will answers be found In this room of echoes…made without a sound… This box of Spanish leather So safely tucked away With photos that tell stories In the light of day That old guitar still holds songs Those sung, those not yet Holds one all about you And all about regret… All thses these and more for you Some will catch your eye Will they bring you comfort? Let your heart decide… Take a seat, look around Reach out, take in hand Pieces that might help you Better understand… In this room of echoes Song List Home