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Ain't it beautiful? When we smile it's a musical An act of revolution and the stage is a human one Some people spend their lives wearing the costume When the script is [?] in the palms of our worship The same hands we go to work with The same hands we go to work with Put the real work in Meditation and stillness so your focus is the realest Screaming from the outskirts while your voice is the clearest Wishing for answers inside of elections When justice was just born inside your reflection Here we stand, survivors of Holocausts Oceans of bodies bound and lost Our dreams swam across Found the will to still live at all costs The true mastery of self, honoring tears Loving the mayor beyond your greatest fears A small army traveling beneath your skin, walking alone if you need to The revolution's within Our bodies burst suns, wrapped around Earth's axis Spinning the way people do and change is necessary action Our ancestors saw us in the future, in perfect, perfect beams of light A sacred prophecy of what's possible Be still and steal the night We are centuries of grace SongtexteThe eternal uprising, the creation of race The spiritual warfare in the one you can win An army of angels begin where we end We beautiful broken, warrior ready in soulhood The wish and the wish you would The daughters of drum spangled banners We are the tearing down, are falling together Our cosmos, our stars A subtle peace, ain't it a miracle to simply feel safe Asada, Muhammad, Jesus, hurry it [?], Martin, Soujourner Malcom, [?] Aus Songtexte Mania