Voices In My Mind
Zuala, Molly, Obann, Kord, Beau. Thoughts that compete, memories that linger. Loss is a land we must visit in our turn, but given enough time, there is hope to reside elsewhere.
The Cantata is proud to present a collaboration between songwriter Meany Vizzini and producer/guitarist Spencer Smith featuring the vocal talents of Megami. Perhaps a spiritual successor to our song, I Wear The Mask, this song dives deep into Yasha's psyche and explores her remorse, her rage, and her redemption.
Lyrics:
[YASHA]
Your voice
I hear it through the wind and in the rain
It echoes in my bones and in my shame
In my shame, you speak
Familiar, but can never be the same
I hear your spectre calling out my name
Oh, my name
And the voice is in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight / In a places that's hard to find
And it seems to me
There’s a shackle constricted in my soul
In my soul I cannot go
Your voice
It echoes every hope I ever yearned
It beckons to believe a better world
Oh, the world you speak
It flowers every color that you wear
A flower crushed and emptied in my care
In my care
And your voice is in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight / In a places that's hard to find
But it seems to me
There’s a shackle constricted in my soul
In my soul I cannot go
Your voice
It worms it’s way into my ev’ry thought
Reminds me what I am when I am not
You speak
And, terrified, I fail to stop my hand
I watch her light escape at your command
And the voice is in my mind / The voices in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight
And it seems to me
There’s a shackle constricted in my soul
In my soul I cannot go
When everyone you trust enough
To open up, is gone
When everyone you open up to
Needs you to move on
It’s suffocating
When every day’s a risk
To unforget the ones you lost
When every joy is tempered
By inevitable cost
It’s heartbreaking
It’s soul-taking
Your voice
It thunders through the wind and in the rain
It beckons me to fight to start again
Start again, you speak
I struggle to be worthy of your call
But still I am too weak to stop my fall
Oh, my fall
And the voice is in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight / In a places that's hard to find
But it seems to me
There’s a shackle constricted in my soul
In my soul-
Your voice
It fights the ghosts to prove I’m not a slave
I find that I am home, and I am safe
I am safe, you speak
And in this newfound strength I find a goal
It stirs within my bones and in my soul
In my soul
The voice is in my mind / The voices in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight / In a places that's hard to find
But it seems to me
There’s a shackle that’s slipping in my soul
In my soul
Yes, the voice is in my mind / The voices in my mind
In a place that’s hard to fight / In a places that's hard to find
And it seems to me
There’s a shackle that’s breaking in my soul
In my soul I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
Lyrics, melody, and harmonies by Meany Vizzini
Vocals by Megami
Instruments, harmonies and production by Spencer Smith
Production and harmonies by Will Crosswait
Artwork by Lucy Alexander
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