Testo Beloved

There are voices
That find us
Wreaking havoc
In the most
Subtle of dialects

You're small
You're not good enough And you'll never be

We listen
And we gather enough courage in our defense

While with a glance
They say "Believe in us"
They say "Concede to us"
They say "Make peace with us"
But you
You

Your heart
Your hands
Your eyesYour dreams
Are beloved

Your heart
Your hands
Your eyes
And everything that you see in your dreams
Beloved