Open Hand - Project 86

Intersect;

cross the lines

Break the barriers;

link the areas

Unify our stakes;

take my hand

Grip this man and fill the land

Rectify our states;

stand together

None are better;

so send the letters

Vilify the walls

Freedom is to come as one

To take hold of this day, no other way

You won’t find me gone

Raised hands surround us

Three nails to protect us

I’ll find my way back home

Raised hands surround us

Three nails to protect us

I place my fate in your hands

Loss of self, no demands

So to give my years I’ll relent and drop my pride

Cross the fence so to confide

Laid hands on my head

Sense of self long since dead

Sever words got my back

So let off, and set off and snap my shame away

You ask me what’s the point to scrape and fight

To win another day to live

My answer is to stand united, we can’t live divided

Until we die and gain what’s ours to claim