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Out There
Vocal Pop
Out There was released on December 31, 2025 by The Yale Spizzwinks(?) as a part of the album En Route
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Release DateDecember 31, 2025
LabelThe Yale Spizzwinks(?)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM123

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Yale Spizzwinks(?)
The Yale Spizzwinks(?)
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Laurence Schwartz
Stephen Laurence Schwartz
Lyrics
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer

Lyrics

"Sanctuary"
The world is cruel
The world is wicked
It's I alone whom you can trust in this whole city
I am your only friend
I who keep you, feed you, teach you, dress you
I who look upon you without fear
How can I protect you, boy
Unless you always stay in here?
Away in here
Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo
You are deformed (I am deformed)
And you are ugly (And I am ugly)
And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity
You do not comprehend (You're my defender)
Out there, they'll revile you as a monster (I am monster)
Out there, they will hate and scorn and jeer (Only monster)
Why invite their curses and their consternation?
Stay in here
Be faithful to me (I'm faithful)
Grateful to me (I'm grateful)
Do as I say, obey
And stay in here (I'll stay in here)
Remember, Quasimodo
This is your sanctuary
"Out There"
My sanctuary...
Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone
Gazing at the people down below me
All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone
Hungry for the histories they show me
All my life I memorize their faces
Knowing them as they will never know me
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day
Not above them
But part of them
And out there, living in the sun
Give me one day out there, all I ask is one
To hold forever, out there
Where they all live unaware
What I'd give, what I'd dare
Just to live one day out there!
Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables I can see them
Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
If I were in their skin, I'd treasure every instant
Out there, strolling by the Seine
Taste a morning out there, like ordinary men
Who freely walk about there
Just one day and then I swear I'll be content with my share
Won't resent, won't despair
Old and bent, I won't care
I'll have spent one day out there!
Written by: Alan Menken, Stephen Schwartz
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