Unfinished Echoes 04 10 Seconds - 2:13

Follow a former volunteer firefighter's raw, unfiltered journey as they embark on a cathartic odyssey of self-expression through music. The heart of "Unfinished Echoes" lies in the uncut, raw footage of the firefighter's creative process. The documentary captures the firefighter's first fumbling attempts at songwriting, recording, and performing. The audience watches as they struggle to find the right words, the right chords, and the right emotions to convey their pain, fear, and hope.

Can I explore this recurring theory in my mind,
Of being a multi-dimensional being, my purpose defined?
Sent to Earth in an agreement unknown,
Seeking to unlock memories through vibrations in song.

Is it possible that angels wear human forms,
Their divinity veiled as they weather life's storms?
A recurring theory that whispers in the night,
Strangers, saviors, pulling others from the plight.

Could it be that angels don the firefighter's attire,
Braving the flames, enduring the fire?
A role where selfishness is left far behind,
Trading their lives for yours, the ultimate bind.

To give oneself for a stranger, love's purest glow,
Is that the lesson these angels bestow?
Simple, yet profound, a deed of the few,
Saying, "Yes, you're worth saving," to both me and you.

On the streets, the homeless, the lost, and the alone,
No matter who you are, their compassion has shown.
No judgments, no worries, no need to pass blame,
They're here to help, no matter the shame.

It's not their problem, it's not their concern,
No drama, no judgment, for they're here to discern.
To do their job, to lend a hand,
Always ready, always responding, across the land.

When you utter that desperate prayer, filled with strife,
Whose face appears as you cling to life?
Not a distant figure in some distant star,
But angels on Earth, who know who you are.

Who are they, you may plea,
Behind the role they choose to be?
For the personality is a transient theme,
Their souls, angelic, in life's grand scheme.

Firefighters, these angels on Earth they seem,
Multi-dimensional beings in a grand, cosmic dream.
They've trained, they've prepared, they're there to care,
Call the number, and an angel responds, always aware.

So let us acknowledge these angels in disguise,
Their courage, their selflessness, as they rise.
No need for halos or wings, for they stand tall,
These firefighters, angels on Earth, answering the call.