Part of a larger album, this song starts the journal of Auris Delan's early life growing up in Manchester, detailing in abstract form the ordinary life of a young brown boy growing up in dysfunctional family, in a notoriously dangerous city. What it's like, to be aware of your surroundings and the pre-existing pitfalls designed to trap you, but not fully understanding how they came to be or how to avoid them. The pieces title eludes to the sense of having a voice in this world, but it being suppressed by the context in which you are derived, knowing that it has strength, but also knowing that often it remains unheard.
Much of the influences that build this song, hail from Auris's direct heritage and the heritage of his producer; Andres Felipe Pascua. Combining sounds of traditional Latin and Afro rhythms, along with recognizable Jazz and UK elements. Created to make you want to dance, but with deeper metaphorical content that maintains a somber and realistic sound.
The artwork which covers the single created by Jose Cooper, reflects much of the overall tone of the single, and highlights Auris's Latin, Afro and Indigenous background. For much of the BIPOC community, anime served as an escape and a form of empowerment for those of similarly oppressed background; it only made sense to immortalize his alter ego in the first release and birth of Auris's identity. From ceremonial blanket that drapes the characters arm, to the medallion of the Thunderbird that hangs from it's neck, everything is closely related to the things that kept Auris connected and emboldened throughout his life.
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Sun come down
You can see the lights from your prism
Don’t talk loud
They might mistake your words for weapons
Looking out
There lies your sisters on the river
Blood runs down
But your eyes see no colour in your prison
Escúchame
Chorus:
No room for the pride of the colours within you
Promise they’ll kill you
No room for the pride of the colours within you
Promises kill you
Can you stay
Oh oh
Can you stay
Koh ay
Verse 2:
Falling proud
There’s no winning in this loaded system
Scream no sound
Eyes to ears but no one wants to listen
Lost but found
Subjugation fills what freedom isnt
Wear your crown
But thorns make for kings with only blisters
Mirame
Chorus:
No room for the pride of the colours within you
Promise they’ll kill you
No room for the pride of the colours within you
Promises kill you
Can you stay
Oh oh
Can you stay
Koh ay