Hands Will Speak
Nadia Khristean
There's no escape from here
I'm numb to my fears
I close my eyes to be
The fire that burns in me, in me
I have a name
A heartbeat
But outcasts don't breathe, we are unkown
I fight the shame
And the silence
At the mercy of these open wounds
Oh, something needs to change
But oh, I don't know what I could say
My words are weak
But I will speak!
You may not hear this voice
Even make a noise
When words are weak
These hands will speak
They have labelled me disabilities
But they were wrong, they are my capabilities
Oh, something needs to change
But oh, I don't know what I could say
My words are weak
But I will speak!
You may not hear this voice
Even make a noise
When words are weak
These hands will speak
There's no escape from here
I'm numb to my fears
I close my eyes to be
The fire that burns in me
(Hands come in
All sizes
But we are not divided
Hands come in
All sizes
But we are not divided)
My words are weak
But I will speak!
You may not hear this voice
Even make a noise
When words are weak
Our hands will speak