Echo of Luther in the Dark

. Can you hear it in the silence? The echo of

a love too deep to die. I still keep the lights low, just like we

did back then. Put on that old slow jam. Yeah, your favorite spin.

The record crackles and your voice fills the air. Whispers through the speakers

like you're standing there. You used to sing me through the rain.

Now I walk these halls calling your name. I reach for you in melody,

but all that's left are memories. It's the echo of Luther in the dark,

singing love back into my heart. Every note a tear that never dried,