I built the walls to keep the strangers out Now I am drowning in my own damn shout Every mirror shows the same old face Running circles in a sterile space The system architecture of this cage Feeds me nothing but a mirrored rage Echo Bouncing off the walls of the silo Echo Nowhere for the truth and the light to go We are locked inside a comfortable lie Watching the horizon wither and die Echo Until the signal is swallowed by the noise The algorithm spins a velvet thread Wrapping up the spaces in my head I only hear the choir in the nave Singing hymns inside a digital grave We trade the open street for a narrow hall Staring at the writing on the firewall Echo Bouncing off the walls of the silo Echo Nowhere for the truth and the light to go We are locked inside a comfortable lie Watching the horizon wither and die Echo Until the signal is swallowed by the noise Break the loop and tear the fabric down Find the heartbeat of the actual town The tape is saturating, pushing to the red We have to hear a word that we never said Listen to the street! Echo Bouncing off the walls of the silo Echo Nowhere for the truth and the light to go We are locked inside a comfortable lie Watching the horizon wither and die Echo Until the signal is swallowed by the noise Just the feedback. Just the noise. © 2026 The Shady River Bard. All rights reserved.
