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Recovery Anthem Echoes Call ℗ Renegade Words and lyrics by: Jack Miller and Sage Miller Lyrics I stood at the edge where the river bends, Watched my reflection ripple and blend. The water carried the years away, But the weight of the current begged me to stay. I built my walls with hands of stone, But the cracks in the mortar whispered alone. And the echoes call, through the canyon wide, A song of the changes I’ve tried to hide. The winds rearrange what the earth can’t hold, And time shapes us with hands so cold. Am I the river, or am I the shore? Caught in the flow, but longing for more. The trees wear their years in circles unseen, A quiet story carved in evergreen. I’ve counted my seasons in shadows and light, Each one a brushstroke on the canvas of night. The ground feels steady, but the stars still roam, A reminder that we’re never quite home. And the echoes call, through the canyon wide, A song of the changes I’ve tried to hide. The winds rearrange what the earth can’t hold, And time shapes us with hands so cold. Am I the river, or am I the shore? Caught in the flow, but longing for more. I followed the moon where the cliffs gave way, To the ocean’s roar, to the break of day. It whispered truths I didn’t want to know, That the tide will rise, and the tide will go. Each wave a question, each pull a plea, What will remain when the sea takes me? And the echoes call, through the canyon wide, A song of the changes I’ve tried to hide. The winds rearrange what the earth can’t hold, And time shapes us with hands so cold. Am I the river, or am I the shore? Caught in the flow, but longing for more. The river bends, and so do I, Underneath the shifting sky. The current knows what I can’t see, That change is the story that sets us free.