Name: Learning To Walk by The Outsourced
Duration: 5 min 50 s
Description: Do the walls we build to protect us become the prisons that destroy us?

hollow like me

Wrap Me In Twilight

[Verse]
Every streetlight sings
Every shadow speaks
In the city of echoes
I find you
On a crowded train
In the rain
All the nights are gold
All the days are true

[Pre-Chorus]
You
You
You
You

[Chorus]
I find you
I find you
In the city of echoes
I find you
I find you
I find you
In the city of echoes
I find you

[Verse 2]
On the other side
Every moment flies
With your hand in mine
We pass through
All the streets aglow
All the songs you know
In the city of echoes
I find you

[Pre-Chorus]
You
You
You
You

[Chorus]
I find you
I find you
In the city of echoes
I find you
I find you
I find you
In the city of echoes
I find you

City of Echoes

Lyrics: 
A simple moon ray
Lit up my room
A fragile whisper
Dissolved the gloom
The steady thumping of my heart
Made me wonder why you never came back

Why do you make it seem so easy
To break the oaths, to shatter the glass
I can’t accept the anatomy of absence
I still sense your skin almost all the time

I stare at the abyss of the night sky
I see us in a vision, the remnants of your touch

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed
And I lay here… love deployed.

Come on, don’t leave me with my cryptic parables
It can’t be so easy to live your life as if I was never yours
I’m here, trying to poetize this burning feeling
To romanticize what’s fleeting
To make some sense of why you’d go

One moment you believed it, the next you were leaving
You left me feeling small, so pathetic
All I have is to cling to some dignity
By telling this story like it’s prophetic…

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed…

All I want to say is I hate that you’re gone
And I loathe that you forgot
And I hope that you regret it,
That your heart can’t forget it,
When my shadow appears, may you endlessly dread it

Lyrics, production, covert art: Adriana Lazcano

all I want to say..

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A Whisper In The Dark

I lay them down beneath the moss,
where earth remembers every loss.
The night bends close to hear me hum,
a song of what I’ve overcome.
The wolves all know my name by now,
they circle soft, they watch, they bow.
For I have nursed both flesh and flame,
and neither burns me now the same.

Do not tell me to cover my fire,
I was born of smoke and choir.
My breast is bare, my spirit free,
I am mother, huntress, prophecy.
They said, “Think of the children,” — I do.
That’s why I break the world in two.

Тише, сердце моё.
Tishe, syertseh mayo.
(Hush now, my heart.)

They whisper like the wind through ash,
“She was gentler once, before the crash.”
They preach of virtue, modest grace,
while fear still trembles in their face.
But I will not bend nor hide my flame,
this wild devotion has no shame.
For every scar upon my skin
was earned by keeping life within.

Мир спит, а я пою.
Meer speet, a ya payu.
(The world sleeps, but I sing.)

Sleep, my children, sleep in peace,
I’ve bartered heaven for your release.
No angel’s gate will shut me out,
my prayers are blood, my vows are shout.
I’ll claw at heaven’s marble door,
until your names are safe once more.
The chains are broken, the curse undone,
you are my dawn, my risen sun.

From my ruin I was born again,
not sinner, not saint, but sovereign flame.
The milk and the blood, they both still flow,
one to nurture, one to know.
They called me shame, they called me wild,
but holiness wears the face of a child.
My hands are scarred, my back is strong —
I’ve laboured love into sacred song.

Do not tell me to silence my fire,
my love is both wound and choir.
My breast is bare, my spirit free,
I am mother, martyr, prophecy.
Unseen toil, burdens divine,
my children’s souls are the altar’s sign.
I burn, I breathe, I kneel, I rise —
a woman crowned in lullabies.

Тише, сердце моё…
(Hush now, my heart…)
Мир спит, а я пою…
(The world sleeps, but I sing…)

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