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EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE - THE STORY SO FAR 2025/26
https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1384133/everywhere-and-nowhere-the-story-so-far.pdf

The lyrics of “I am eklektika” portray a life shaped by movement, learning, and reinvention, using the cello as a symbolic spine that carries the protagonist through shifting decades, continents, and cultural worlds. They tell the story of a Baby Boomer who never settled into one identity but instead evolved across eras—from analog beginnings to digital futures—absorbing each transformation as creative fuel. Berlin becomes the place where all these fragments finally cohere, allowing him to fuse classical roots, progressive imagination, and electronic experimentation into a personal artistic universe. The chorus frames identity not as something fixed but as something assembled from many lives, echoing the conceptual journeys of his albums—Futaria, Horizon IX, Mechanica Cellorum, Phronesis, The Fifth Season, The Nearness. Ultimately, the lyrics celebrate a person who has turned movement into meaning, experience into art, and time itself into a creative companion, living proof that reinvention is both a survival strategy and a form of beauty.

I AM EKLEKTIKA

Sometimes a turning point doesn’t arrive with thunder,  it arrives with a memory.
“Echo of Reflections” is the moment Echo Wiggins finally stops running from himself. Long before he returns to La Crosse, long before he understands the dream or the watchers, this song marks the first quiet shift inside him.

It’s a confession he never says out loud,
that the boy on the riverbanks, the boy his father raised, the boy who believed in compassion and truth is still alive inside him.

This is Echo’s first real awakening.
Not mystical, not spiritual, not yet.
Just honest.
Just human.
A man in the dark admitting he’s drifted too far from who he was meant to be.

The wind that’s been whispering through the earlier songs finally takes shape here. It pushes at his back, nudging him homeward. And Echo realizes something he’s been avoiding,

Sometimes the only way forward is to turn back.

This song is the breath before the return,
the first crack in the armor,
the moment the land remembers him 
and he begins remembering it too.

[Verse 1]
I walked the halls of power
But my heart was somewhere else
A boy on riverbanks in La Crosse
who believed in something else
I traded mornings on the water
For the shadows of these walls
And now the quiet brings me back
To the place I heard my first wind-calls

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a voice inside I buried
But it rises like a tide
And the wind behind my shoulder
Whispers where I should reside

[Chorus]
Echo of reflections calling through the trees
The river wind remembers what I used to believe
I thought I had outgrown the boy I used to be
But he’s standing in my shadow quietly
And going home might be the spark of my awakening
I feel it in the wind
An echo of reflecting

[Verse 2]
I see my father in the doorway
Dust and wisdom in his hands
Teaching truths the modern world
No longer understands
I built a path they praised me for
But something in me knows
The man I am is missing
What the boy in me still shows

[Pre-Chorus]
The life I chased is heavy
But the truth I left was light
And the wind inside my memories
Stirs a fire burning bright.

[Chorus]
Echo of reflections rising from the past
Pulling at the part of me I thought was cast
I ran so far, I lost the sound of who I was
But now the wind is whispering because
The path ahead begins where my first footsteps were taken
The river calls my name
An echo of awakening

[Bridge]
Maybe this is not undoing
Maybe this is coming home.
A gentle push from something old
Far older than I’ve known.
Not a fall from grace
But a turning of the key
The wind aligning who I was
With who I’m meant to be

[Final Chorus]
Echo of reflections guiding me once more
Pointing toward La Crosse like an open door
It’s clearer now than anything I’ve said or done
The wind is tracing circles back to where it all begun
Home is calling softly with a patient, warm direction
The wind is at my back
My echo of awakening

[Outro]
Maybe going home
Is how I move forward

All I Have to Give

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