Milan Miller - Echo Canyon

Hidden in the hinterlands- of eastern California
Far beyond the ivory sands- where there's no one there to warn ya
Bout the ghosts of the gold rush- spirits forever broken
Who hide out there among the hush- with secrets never spoken

Echo Canyon
A test of wits and will
Echo Canyon
Where truth and time stand still

A down-dropped block of barren land- between the mountain ranges
Singed by the devil's hand- in a scene that seldom changes
A patchwork torn to pieces- warm winds and sailing stones
Sun that never ceases-and the dust of miner's bones

Echo Canyon
A test of wits and will
Echo Canyon
Where truth and time stand still

Dreams of prospectors- that died upon the sand
Eternal specters- in a desolate land

Echo Canyon
A test of wits and will
Echo Canyon
Where truth and time stand still

Where truth and time stand still
Where truth and time stand still

Written by:
Beth Husband, Milan Miller

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