Our Gilded Home - Luciana Souza

Out of ten thousand tiny battles we have lost

We mine the weakness in ourselves and find the cost

And love is blind tonight but that’s alright

We left our homeless past to find a place to be

And from our thoughts of the impossible we flee

But I believe

It’s written on the walls around us

The sorrow or the joy we harvest

Open wide to the flow of the tears we cry

And from such sad beginnings we have come

And with our hearts crisscrossed like rivers

We have hung our portraits in the air

In this darkened calm

Now our words seem easier to share

Are we prepared?

We fly away

We’ll bathe our feet out in the waters of the south

We’ll taste the salt of restless futures in our mouths again

There’s no end for you and me

There’s no end for you and me